PSALMS AND HYMNS, 

AND 

SPIRITUAL SONGS. 



MANUAL OF WORSHIP 



FOR 



THE CHURCH OF CHRIST. 



COMPILED AND EDITED BY 

CHARLES S. ROBINSON. 



3X 



A. S. BARNES & COMPANY, 

NEW YORK, CHICAGO, AND NEW ORLEANS. 



The Library 
of Congress 



WASHINGTON 



Entered, according to Act of Congress, in the year 1875, by 
A. S. BARNES & COMPANY, 
in the Office of the Librarian of Congress, at Washington. 



PREFACE. 



This Collection is intended to accompany one of larger size, 
bearing the same name, and issued by the same publisher. It 
is prepared merely for those who prefer a more convenient and 
portable form for the hand. 

The larger volume contains the same Psalms and Hymns in 
order, set to appropriate music for Choir and Congregational 
Singing. It includes also these additional Indexes : — I. Of 
Versions of Psalms. II. Of Authors of Hymns. III. Of Tunes 
and Chants. IV. Of First Lines of Stanzas. V. Of Texts of 
Scripture. 

. Charles S. Robinson. 



Memorial Church, New York, 
September I, 1875. 



CONTENTS. 



HYMN. 

I.— VERSIONS OF PSALMS... 1—247 

II.— PUBLIC WORSHIP : 

1. Opening of Service..... 248 — 295 

2. Prayer 296 — 323 

3. General Praise 324 — 342 

4. Close of Service 343 — 376 

III. — THE SCRIPTURES. 377—391 

IV. — GOD : BEING, ATTRI- 

BUTES 392—460 

V— JESUS CHRIST: 

1. Advent at Birth 461 — 482 

2. Life and Character.... 483 — 499 

3. Sufferings and Death.. 500 — 514 

4. Resurrection 515 — 525 

5. Adoration 526 — 561 

VI.— THE HOLY SPIRIT 562—602 

VII.— THE WAY OF SALVATION : 

1. Lost State of Man 603 — 621 

2. Atonement 622 — 644 

3. Invitations 645 — 675 

4. Reception of Christ . . . 676 — 704 







HYMN. 


-THE CHRISTIAN : 




1. 




705—735 


2. 




736—791 


3- 


Love for the Saviour.. 


792 — 865 


4- 




866—893 


5- 




894—923 


6. 




924—948 


7- 




949—983 



IX.— THE CHURCH : 

1. Institutions 984 — 1006 

2. Fellowship 1007 — 1021 

3. Ordinances 1022 — mo 

4. Progress and Missions. iiii — 1168 

X. — DEATH 1169-1206 

XI. — THE JUDGMENT 1207— 1226 

XII.— HEAVEN 1227— 1276 

XIII. — MISCELLANEOUS 1277-1294 

PAGE. 

XIV. — DOXOLOGIES 266 

XV.— CHANTS AND OCCASIONAL 

PIECES 267 

XVI.— INDEX OF SUBJECTS 273 

XVII.— INDEX OF FIRST LINES..... 281 



VERSIONS OF THE PSALMS. 



1 PSALM I. C. M. 

The righteous and the wicked. 

x Blest is the man who shuns the place, 
Where sinners love to meet ; 
Who fears to tread their wicked ways, 
And hates the scoffer's seat : — 

2 But in the statutes of the Lord 

Has placed his chief delight ; 
By day he reads or hears the word, 
And meditates by night. 

3 He, like a plant of generous kind 

By living waters set, 
Safe from the storms and blasting wind, 
Enjoys a peaceful state. 

4 Green as the leaf, and ever fair, 

Shall his profession shine ; 
While fruits of holiness appear, 
Like clusters on the vine. 

5 Not so the impious and unjust : 

What vain designs they form ; 
Their hopes are blown away like dust, 
Or chaff before the storm. 

6 Sinners in judgment shall not stand 

Among the sons of grace, 
When Christ, the Judge, at his right hand, 
Appoints his saints a place. 

2 PSALM I. CM. 

The believer's advantage. 

i That man hath perfect blessedness 
Who walketh not astray 
In counsel of ungodly men, 
Nor stands in sinners' way, — 

a Nor sitteth in the scorner's chair • 
But placeth his delight 
Upon God's law, and meditates 
On his law day and night. 

3 He shall be like a tree that grows 

Near planted by a river, 
Which in his season yields his fruit, 
And his leaf fadeth never : — 



4 And all he doth shall prosper well. - 

The wicked are not so ; 
But like they are unto the chaff, 
Which wind drives to and fro. 

5 In judgment therefore shall not stand 

Such as ungodly are : 
Nor in the assembly of the just 
Shall wicked men appear 

6 Because the way of godly men 

Unto the Lord is known : 
Whereas the way of wicked men 
Shall quite be overthrown. 

3 PSALM 2. C. M. 

Christ exalted. 

1 Why did the nations join to slay 

The Lord's anointed Son? 
Why did they cast his laws away, 
And tread his gospel down ? 

2 The Lord, who sits above the skies, 

Derides their rage below ; 
He speaks with vengeance in his eyes, 
And strikes their spirits through :— 

3 u I call him my beloved Son, 

And raise him from the dead ; 
I make my holy hill his throne, 
And wide his kingdom spread." 

4 Be wise, ye rulers of the earth ! 

Obey the anointed Lord ; 
Adore the king of heavenly birth, 
And tremble at his word. 

5 With humble love address his throne, 

For, if he frown, ye die ; 
Those are secure, and those alone, 
Who on his grace rely. 

4 PSALM 3. CM, 

Doubts and Fears suppressed. 
i My God ! how many are my fears ! 
How fast my foes increase ! 
Conspiring my eternal death, 
They break my present peace. 



12 PSALMS 



e But thou, my glory and my strength, 
Shalt on the tempter tread • 
Shalt silence all my threatening guilt, 
And raise my drooping head. 

3 I cried, and from his holy hill 

He bowed a listening ear ; 
I called my Father and my God, 
And he subdued my fear. 

4 He shed soft slumbers on mine eyes, 

In spite of all my foes ; 
I woke, and wondered at the grace 
That guarded my repose. 

5 What though the hosts of death and hell 

All armed against me stood ? 
Terrors no more shall shake my soul ; 
My refuge is my Go$. 

5 PSALM 4. C. M. 

Evening Devotion. 

1 Lord ! thou wilt hear me when I pray j 

I am for ever thine ; 
I fear before thee all the day, 
Nor would I dare to sin. 

2 And, while I rest my weary head, 

From cares and business free, 
'Tis sweet conversing on my bed 
With my own heart and thee. 

3 I pay this evening-sacrifice ; 

And, when my work is done, 
Great God ! my faith, my hope relies 
Upon thy grace alone. 

4 Thus, with my thoughts composed to peace, 

I'll give mine eyes to sleep ; 
Thy hand in safety keeps my days, 
And will my slumbers keep. 

6 PSALM 5. C. M. 
For the Lord's Day Morning. 

1 Lord ! in the morning thou shalt hear 

My voice ascending high ; 
To thee will I direct my prayer, 
To thee lift up mine eye ;— 

2 Up to the hills, where Christ has gone 

To plead for all his saints, 
Presenting, at his Father's throne, 
Our songs and our complaints. 

3 Thou art a God, before whose sight 

The wicked shall not stand ; 
Sinners shall ne'er be thy delight, 
Nor dwell at thy right hand. 

4 But to thy house will I resort, 

To taste thy mercies there ; 
I will frequent thy holy court, 
And worship in thy fear. 



4, 5, 6, 7, 8. 

5 Oh, may thy Spirit guide my feet, 
In ways of righteousness ; 
Make every path of duty straight, 
And plain before my face. 

7 PSALM 6. C. M, 
Divine Helj> in A affliction. 

1 In anger, Lord, rebuke me not, 

Nor smite my guilty soul ; 
Let not thy righteous wrath be hot : 
Save me and make me whole. 

2 My heart is vexed with sore distress ; 

But thou, O Lord, how long ?— 
Return in grace and righteousness, 
And make thy love my song. 

3 Death utters forth no note of praise, 

The silent grave no prayer ; 
Oh, do not now cut short my days, 
Nor leave me to despair ! 

4 Long weary nights of pain and grief 

My wasting strength destroy ; 
Lord, give these weeping eyes relief, 
And change my tears to joy. 

5 My prayer is heard — the Lord is nigh ! 

He bids my foes depart ; 
While shame o'erwhelms them suddenly, 
His mercy cheers my heart. 

8 PSALM 7. C. M. 
God's Care of his People. 

1 My trust is in my heavenly friend, 

My hope in thee, my God ! 
Rise, and my helpless life defend 
From those who seek my blood. 

2 If I indulge in thoughts unjust, 

And wish and seek their woe: 
Then let them tread my life to dust, 
And lay mine honor low. 

3 If there were malice hid in me, — 

I know thy piercing eyes, — 
I should not dare appeal to thee, 
Nor ask my God to rise. 

4 Arise, my God ! lift up thy hand, 

Their pride and power control ; 
Awake to judgment, and command 
Deliverance for my soul. 

9 PSALM 8. C. M. 

God's Condescension. 

i How excellent in all the earth, 
Lord, our Lord, is thy name ! 
Who hast thy glory far advanced 
Above the starry frame. 



PSALMS 



8, 9, 10, ii. 



2 When I look up unto the heavens. 

Which thine own fingers framed, 
Unto the moon, and to the stars, 
Which were by thee ordained ;— 

3 Then say I, What is man, that he 

Remembered is by thee ? 
Or what the Son of man, that thou 
So kind to him shouldst be ? 

4 For thou a little lower hast 

Him than the angels made ; 
With glory and with dignity 
Thou crowned hast his head. 

10 PSALM 8. CM. 

Creation and Redemption. 

1 O Lord, our Lord ! how wondrous great 

Is thine exalted name ! 
The glories of thy heavenly state 
Let men and babes proclaim. 

2 When I behold thy works on high, 

The moon that rules the night, 
And stars that well adorn the sky, 
Those moving worlds of light j — 

3 Lord ! what is man, or all his race, 

Who dwells so far below, 
That thou shouldst visit him with grace, 
And love his nature so ? — 

4 That thine eternal Son should bear 

To take a mortal form, 
Made lower than his angels are, 
To save a dying worm ? 

5 Yet, while he lived on earth unknown, 

And men would not adore, 
Behold obedient nature own 
His Godhead and his power ! 

6 Let him be crowned with majesty, 

Who bowed his head in death j 
And be his honors sounded high, 
By all things that have breath. 

11 PSALM g. C. M. 
Wrath and Mercy. 

1 With my whole heart I'll raise my song, 

Thy wonders I'll proclaim ; 
Thou sovereign judge of right and wrong 
Wilt put my foes to shame. 

2 I'll sing thy majesty and grace ; 

My God prepares his throne 
To judge the world in righteousness, 
And make his vengeance known. 

3 Then shall the Lord a refuge prove 

For all who are oppressed, 
To save the people of his love, 
And give trie weary rest. 



4 Sing praises to the righteous Lord, 
Who dwells on Zion's hill ; 
Who executes his threatening word, 
And doth his grace fulfill. 

12 PSALM IO. C. 
Prayer heard and Saints saved. 

1 Why doth the Lord stand off so far ? 

And why conceal his face, 
When great calamities appear, 
And times of deep distress ? 

2 Lord, shall the wicked still deride 

Thy justice and thy laws ? 
Shall they advance their heads in pride ? 
And slight the righteous cause ? 

3 Arise, O Lord ! lift up thy hand : 

Attend our humble cry ; 
No enemy shall dare to stand, 
When God ascends on high. 

4 Why do the men of malice rage, 

And say, with foolish pride, 
" The God of heaven will ne'er engage 
To fight on Zion's side ? " 

5 But thou for ever art our Lord, 

And mighty is thy hand, 
As when the heathen felt thy sword, 
And perished from thy land. 

6 Thou wilt prepare our hearts to pray, 

And cause thine ear to hear ; 
Accept the vows thy children pay, 
And free thy saints from fear. 

13 PSALM II. H. 

Trust in God. 

1 My trust is in the Lord, 

What foe can injure me ? 
Why bid me like a bird 

Before the fowler flee ? 
The Lord is on his heavenly throne, 
And he will shield and save his own. 

2 The wicked may assail, 

The tempter sorely try, 
All earth's foundations fail, • 

All nature's springs be dry ; 
Yet God is in his holy shrine, 
And I am strong while he is mine. 

3 His flock to him is dear, 

He watches them from high ; 
He sends them trials here 

To form them for the sky ; 
But safely will he tend and keep 
The humblest, feeblest, of his sheep. 

4 His foes a season here 

May triumph and prevail j 



14 PSALMS 

But ah ! the hour is near 
When all their hopes must fail ; 
While, like the sun, his saints shall rise, 
And shine with him above the skies. 

14 PSALM 12. C. M. 

A general corruption of manners. 

1 Lord ! when iniquities abound, 

And impious men grow bold, 
When faith is rarely to be found, 
And love is waxing cold, — 

2 Is not thy chariot rolling on ? 

Hast thou not given this sign ? 
May we not rest and live upon 
A promise so divine ? 

3 " Yes," saith the Lord, " now will I rise 

And make oppressors flee ; 
I will appear to their surprise, 
And set my servants free." 

4 Like silver in the furnace tried, 

Thy word shall still endure ; 
The men, that in thy truth confide. 
Shall find the promise sure. 

15 psalm 13. 7, 6. 
Help in God alone. 

1 How long wilt thou forget me ? 

Shall it for ever be ? 
O Lord, how long neglect me, 
And hide thy face from me ? 

2 How long my soul take counsel ? 

Thus sad in heart each day, — 
How long shall foes, exulting, 
Subject me to their sway ? 

3 O Lord, my God, consider, 

And hear my earnest cries ; 
Lest I in death should slumber, 
Enlighten thou my eyes ; 

4 Lest foes be heard exclaiming, 

" Against him we prevailed ; " 
And they that vex my spirit, 
Rejoice when I have failed. 

5 But on thy tender mercy 

I ever have relied ; 
With joy in thy salvation 
My heart shall still confide. 

6 And I with voice of singing, 

Will praise the Lord alone, 
Because to me his favor 
He hath so largely shown. 



12, 13, 14. 

16 PSALM 14. 7, 6. D. 
IsraeVs Return, 

1 Oh, that the Lord's salvation 

Were out of Zion come, 
To heal his ancient nation, 

To lead his outcasts home ! 
How long the holy city 

Shall heathen feet profane ? 
Return, O Lord, in pity. 

Rebuild her walls again. 

2 Let fall thy rod of terror, 

Thy saving grace impart ; 
Roll back the vail of error, 

Release the fettered heart ; 
Let Israel, home returning, 

Their lost Messiah see • 
Give oil of joy for mourning, 

And bind thy church to thee. 

17 psalm 13. C. M. 

Hope in Darkness. 

1 How long wilt thou conceal thy face ? 

My God, how long delay ? 
When shall I feel those heavenly rays 
That chase my fears away ? 

2 How long shall my poor laboring soul 

Wrestle and toil in vain ? 
Thy word can all my foes control, 
And ease my raging pain. 

3 Be thou my sun, and thou my shield, 

My soul in safety keep ; 
Make haste before mine eyes are sealed 
In death's eternal sleep. 

4 Thou wilt display thy sovereign grace, 

Whence all my comforts spring ; 
I shall employ my lips in praise, 
And thy salvation sing. 

18 PSALM 14. C. M. 
All Men, Sinners. 

1 Fools, in their hearts, believe and say 

That all religion's vain ; 
There is no God who reigns on high, 
Or minds the affairs of men. 

2 The Lord, from his celestial throne, 

Looked down on things below, 
To find the man who sought his grace 
Or did his justice know. 

3 By nature, all are gone astray, 

Their practice all the same ; 
There's none that fears his Maker's hand, 
There's none that loves his name. 



PSALMS 



4 Their tongues are used to speak deceit : 

Their slanders never cease : 
How swift to mischief are their feet ! 
Nor know the paths of peace. 

5 Such seeds of sin — that bitter root — 

In every heart are found ; 
Nor can they bear diviner fruit, 
Till grace refine the ground. 

19 PSALM 15. C. M. 
The Citizen of Zion. 

1 Within thy tabernacle, Lord, 

Who shall abide with thee ? 
And in thy high and holy hill 
Who shall a dweller be ? 

2 The man that walketh uprightly, 

And worketh righteousness ; 
And as he thinketh in his heart, 
So doth he truth express. 

3 Who doth not slander with his tongue, 

Nor to his friend doth hurt ; 
Nor yet against his neighbor doth 
Take up an ill report. 

4 In who eyes vile men are despised j 

But those that God do fear 
He honoreth : and changeth not, 
Though to nis hurt he swear. 

5 His coin puts not to usury, 

Nor take reward will he 
Against the guiltless. Who doth thus, 
Shall never moved be. 

20 psalm 15. L. M. 

The Citizen of Zion. 

1 Who shall ascend thy heavenly place, 
Great God, and dwell before thy face ? 
The man that minds religion now, 
And humbly walks with God below : — 

2 Whose hands are pure, whose heart is clean, 
Whose lips still speak the thing they mean ; 
No slanders dwell upon his tongue ; 
He hates to do his neighbor wrong. 

3 Firm to his word he ever stood, 
And always makes his promise good ; 
Nor dares to change the thing he swears, 
Whatever pain or loss he bears. 

4 He never deals in bribing gold, 
And mourns that justice should be sold : 
While others scorn and wrong the poor, 
Sweet charity attends his door. 

5 He loves his enemies, and prays 
For those that curse him to his face ; 
And doth to all men still the same 
That he would hope or wish from them. 



5,16,17,18. 15 

6 Yet, when his holiest works are done, 
His soul depends on grace alone : 
This is the man thy face shall see, 
And dwell for ever, Lord, with thee. 

21 PSALM 16. L. M. 

The Resurrection. 

z When God is nigh, my faith is strong ; 
His arm is my almighty prop : 
Be glad, my heart — rejoice, my tongue ; 
My dying flesh shall rest in hope. 

2 Though in the dust I lay my head, 

Yet, gracious God, thou wilt not leave 
My soul for ever with the dead, 
Nor lose thy children in the grave. 

3 My flesh shall thy first call obey, 

Shake off the dust and rise on high ; 
Then shalt thou lead the wondrous way, 
Up to thy throne above the sky. 

4 There streams of endless pleasure flow, 

And full discoveries of thy grace : 
Joys we but tasted here below, 
Spread heavenly raptures thro' the place. 

22 psalm 17. L. M. 
Prospect of the Believer. 

1 What sinners value I resign ; 

Lord ! 'tis enough that thou art mine ; 
I shall behold thy blissful face, 
And stand complete in righteousness. 

2 This life's a dream — an empty show ; 
But the bright world, to which I go, 
Hath joys substantial and sincere : 
When shall I wake, and find me mere > 

3 Oh, glorious hour ! — oh, blest abode ! 
I shall be near, and like my God ; 
And flesh and sin no more control 
The sacred pleasures of the soul. 

4 My flesh shall slumber in the ground, 
Till the last trumpet's joyful sound ; 
Then burst the chains, with sweet surprise, 
And in my Saviour's image rise ! 

23 PSALM 18. L. M. 
Deliverance from Despair. 

1 Thee will I love, O Lord ! my strength, 

My rock, my tower, my high defence ; 
Thy mighty arm shall be my trust, 
For Iliave found salvation thence. 

2 In my distress, I called my God, 

When I could scarce believe him mine ; 
He bowed his ear to my complaint ; 
Then did his grace appear divine. 



1 6 ps/ 



3 With speed he flew to my relief, 

As on a cherub's wing he rode ; 
Awful and bright as lightning shone 
The face of my deliverer God ! 

4 My song for ever shall record 

That terrible, that joyful hour ; 
And give the glory to the Lord, 
Due to his mercy and his power. 

24 psalm 18. L. M. 

The Reward of Sincerity . 

1 Lord ! thou hast seen my soul sincere, 
Hast made thy truth and love appear ; 
Before mine eyes I set thy laws, 

And thou hast owned my righteous cause. 

2 What sore temptations broke my rest ! 
What wars and strugglings in my breast ! 
But, through thy grace that reigns within, 
I guard against my darling sin. 

3 The sin that close besets me still, 

That works and strives against my will, — 
When shall thy Spirit's sovereign power 
Destroy it, that it rise no more ? 

4 With an impartial hand, the Lord 
Deals out to mortals their reward : 
The kind and faithful souls shall find 
A God, as faithful, and as kind. 

25 PSALM 19. L, M. 
Nature and Revelation. 

1 The heavens declare thy glory, Lord ! 

In every star thy wisdom shines ; 
But, when our eyes behold thy word, 
We read thy name in fairer lines. 

2 The rolling sun, the changing light, 

And nights and days thy power confess ; 
But the blest volume thou hast writ 
Reveals thy justice, and thy grace. 

3 Sun, moon, and stars convey thy praise, 

Round the whole earth, and never stand ; 
So, when thy truth began its race, 
It touched and glanced on every land. 

4 Nor shall thy spreading gospel rest, 

Till through the world thy truth has run, 
Till Christ has all the nations blest, 
That see the light, or feel the sun. 

5 Great Sun of righteousness ! arise ; 

Bless the dark world with heavenly light ; 
Thy gospel makes the simple wise, 
Thy laws are pure, thy judgments right. 

6 Thy noblest wonders here we view, 

In souls renewed, and sins forgiven : 
Lord ! cleanse my sins, my soul renew, 
And make thy word my guide to heaven. 



3 18, 19. 

26 psalm 19. S. M. 

The Gosfiel ; for the Sabbath. 

1 Behold ! the morning sun 

Begins his glorious way ; 
His beams through all the nations run, 
And life and light convey. 

2 But where the gospel comes, 

It spreads diviner light ; 
It calls dead sinners from their tombs, 
And gives the blind their sight. 

3 How perfect is thy word ! 

And all thy judgments just ! 
For ever sure thy promise, Lord I 
And men securely trust. 

4 My gracious God ! how plain 

Are thy directions given ! 
Oh, may I never read in vain, 
But find the path to heaven. 

27 psalm 19. S. M. 

The Books of Nature and Scripture, 

1 Behold ! the lofty sky 

Declares its maker, God ; 
And all his starry works, on high, 
Proclaim his power abroad. 

2 The darkness and the light 

Still keep their course the same ; 
While night to day, and day to night, 
Divinely teach his name. 

3 In every different land, 

Their general voice is known • 
They show the wonders of his hand, 
And orders of his throne. 

4 Ye Christian lands ! rejoice ; 

Here he reveals his word ; 
We are not left to nature's voice, 
To bid us know the Lord. 

5 His laws are just and pure, 

His truth without deceit : 
His promises for ever sure, 
And his rewards are great. 

6 While of thy works I sing, 

Thy glory to proclaim, 
Accept the praise, my God, my King ! 
In my Redeemer's name. 

28 PSALM 19. S. M. 

Prayer and Praise. 

1 I hear thy word with love, 
And I would fain obey ; 
Send thy good Spirit from above, 
To guide me, Jest I stray. 



PSALMS i 



2 Oh, who can ever find 

The errors of his ways ? 
Yet, with a bold presumptuous mind, 
I would not dare transgress. 

3 Warn me of every sin, 

Forgive my secret faults, 
And cleanse this guilty soul of mine, 
Whose crimes exceed my thoughts. 

4 While, with my heart and tongue, 

I spread thy praise abroad, 
Accept the worship and the song, 
My Saviour and mp God ! 

29 psalm 19. C. M. 

The Word of God. 

1 God's law is perfect, and converts 

The soul in sin that lies : 
God's testimonp is most sure, 
And makes the simple wise. 

2 The statutes of the Lord are right, 

And do rejoice the heart : 
The Lord's command is pure, and doth 
Light to the eyes impart. 

3 They more than gold, yea, much fine gold. 

To be desired are : 
Than honey, honey from the comb 
That droppeth, sweeter far. 

4 Moreover, they thy servant warn 

How he his life should frame : 
A great reward provided is 
For them that keep the same. 

5 Who can his errors understand ? 

Oh, cleanse thou me within 
From secret faults ! Thy servant keep 
From all presumptuous sin. 

30 PSALM 20. C. M. 
Trust in God. 

1 The Lord unto thy prayer attend, 

In trouble's darksome hour : 
The name of Jacob's God defend, 
And shield thee by his power. 

2 In thy salvation we'll rejoice, 

And triumph in the Lord ; 
For, when in prayer he hears thy voice, 
He will relief afford. 

3 In chariots and on horses some 

For aid and shelter flee ; 
But in thy name, O Lord ! we come, 
And will remember thee. 

4 O Lord ! to us salvation bring ; 

In thee alone we trust j 



9, 20, 21, 22. 17 



Hear us, O God, our heavenly King ! 
Thou refuge of the just ! 

31 PSALM 21. C. M. 
National Praise. 

1 Our land, O Lord ! with songs of praise 

Shall in thy strength rejoice, 
And, blest with thy salvation, raise 
To heaven a cheerful voice. 

2 Thy sure defence through nations round 

Hath spread our country's name, 
And all her humble efforts crowned 
With freedom and with fame. 

3 In deep distress our injured land 

Implored thy power to save ; 
For life we prayed ; thy bounteous hand 
The timely blessing gave. 

4 On thee, in want, or woe, or pain, 

Our hearts alone rely ; 
Our rights thy mercy will maintain, 
And all our wants supply. 

5 Thus, Lord, thy w r ondrous power declare, 

And still exalt thy fame ; 
While w T e glad songs of praise prepare 
For thine almighty name. 

32 PSALM 22. C. M. 
Christ on the Cross. 

1 " Now, in the hour of deep distress, 

My God ! support thy Son, 
When horrors dark my soul oppress, 
Oh, leave me not alone ! " 

2 Thus did our suffering Saviour pray, 

With mighty cries and tears ; 
God heard him, in that dreadful day, 
And chased away his fears. 

3 Great was the victory of his death, 

His throne's exalted high ; 
And all the kindreds of the earth 
Shall worship, — or shall die. 

4 A numerous offspring must arise 

From his expiring groans j 
They shall be reckoned in his eyes 
For daughters and for sons. 

5 The meek and humble souls shall see 

His table richly spread ; 
And all that seek the Lord shall be 
With joys immortal fed. 

6 The isles shall know the righteousness 

Of our incarnate God, 
And nations yet unborn profess 
Salvation in his blood. 



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PSALM 23. 



33 psalm 23. C. M. 

In the Fold. 

1 My Shepherd will supply my need, 

Jehovah is his name ; 
In pastures fresh he makes me feed, 
Beside the living stream. 

2 He brings my wandering spirit back, 

When I forsake his ways ; 
And leads me, for his mercy's sake, 
In paths of truth and grace. 

3 When I walk through the shades of death, 

Thy presence is my stay ; 
A word of thy supporting breath 
Drives all my fears away. 

4 Thy hand, in sight of all my foes, 

Doth still my table spread • 
My cup with blessings overflows, 
Thine oil anoints my head. 

5 The sure provisions of my God 

Attend me all my days ; 
Oh, may thy house be mine abode, 
And all my works be praise : — 

6 There would I find a settled rest, 

While others go and come, — 
No more a stranger, or a guest, 
But like a child at home. 



34 



11. 10. 



PSALM 23. 
u His rod and his Staff" 

1 The Lord is my Shepherd, he makes me repose 

Where the pastures in beauty are growing, 
He leads me afar from the world and its woes, 
Where in peace the still waters are flowing. 

2 He strengthens my spirit, he shows me the path 

Where the arms of his love shall enfold me, 
And when I walk through the dark valley of 
death, 

His rod and his staff will uphold me ! 



35 



11, 10. 



PSALM 23. 
See Cant. 1 : 7, 8. 
2 Oh, tell me, thou Life and Delight of my soul, 
Where the flock of thy pasture are feeding j 
I seek thy protection, I need thy control, 
I would go where my Shepherd is lea-ding. 

2 Oh, tell me the place where the flock are at rest, 

Where the noontide will find them reposing ; 
The tempest now rages, my soul is distressed, 
And the pathway of peace I am losing. 

3 And why should I stray with the flocks of thy 

foes, 

In the desert where now they are roving ; 



Where hunger and thirst, where contentions 
and woes, 

And fierce conflicts their ruin are proving ? 

4 Ah ! when shall my woes and my wandering 

cease 

And the follies that fill me with weeping ? 
O Shepherd of Israel, restore me that peace, 
Thou dost give to the flock thou art keeping t 

5 A voice from the Shepherd now bids me return, 

By the way where the foot-prints are lying ; 
No longer to wander, no longer to mourn : 
And homeward my spirit is flying. 



36 



PSALM 23. 
1 No want shall I know" 



II. 



1 The Lord is my Shepherd ; no want shall I 

know ; 

I feed in green pastures ; safe-folded I rest ; 
He leadeth my soul where the still waters flow, 
Restores me when wandering, redeems when 
oppressed. 

2 Through the valley and shadow of death 

though I stray, 
Since thou art my Guardian, no evil I fear ; 
Thy rod shall defend me, thy staff be my stay ; 
No harm can befall, with my Comforter near. 

3 In the midst of affliction, my table is spread ; 

With blessings unmeasured my cup runneth 
o'er ; 

With perfume and oil thou anointest my head ; 
Oh, what shall I ask of thy providence more ? 

4 Let goodness and mercy, my bountiful God ! 

Still follow my steps till I met thee above ; 
I seek, by the path which my forefathers trod 
Through the land of their sojourn, thy king- 
dom of love. 



37 



PSALM 23. 
1 / will be with thee." 



II. 



1 Though faint, yet pursuing, we go on our way; 
The Lord is our Leader, his word is our stay ;' 
Though suffering, and sorrow, and trial be 

near, 

The Lord is our Refuge, and whom can we 
fear ?, 

2 He raiseth the fallen, he cheereth the faint ; 
The weak, and oppressed — he will hear their 

complaint ; 

The way may be weary, and thorny the road, 
But how can we falter ?— our help is in Gocl ! 

3 And to his green pastures our footsteps he 

leads ; 

His flock in the desert how kindly he feeds ! 
The lambs in his bosom he tenderly bears, 
And brings back the wanderers all safe from 
the snares. 



PSALM 23. 



19 



4 Though clouds may surround us, our God is 
our light ; 

Though storms rage around us, our God is 
our might ; 

So, faint, yet pursuing, still onward we come ; 
The Lord is our Leader, and heaven is our 
home ! 

38 PSALM 23. S. M. 
Content in Christ. 

1 While my Redeemer's near, 

My Shepherd and my guide, 
I bid farewell to anxious fear : 
My wants are all supplied. 

2 To ever fragrant meads, 

Where rich abundance grows, 
His gracious hand indulgent leads, 
And guards my sweet repose. 

3 Dear Shepherd, if I stray, 

My wandering feet restore ; 
To thy fair pastures guide my way, 
And let me rove no more. 

4 Unworthy, as I am, 

Of thy protecting care, 
Jesus, I plead thy gracious name, 
For all my hopes are there. 

39 PSALM 23. S. M. 
The Lord our Shepherd. 

1 The Lord my Shepherd is, 

I shall be well supplied ; 
Since he is mine, and I am his, 
What can I want beside ? 

2 He leads me to the place 

Where heavenly pasture grows, 
Where living waters gently pass, 
And full salvation flows. 

3 If e'er I go astray, 

He doth my soul reclaim ; 
And guide me in his own right way, 
For his most holy name. 

4 While he affords his aid, 

I can not yield to fear ; 
Though I should walk through death's dark 
shade, 

My Shepherd's with me there. 

5 In spite of all my foes, 

Thou dost my table spread ; 
My cup with blessings overflows, 
And joy exalts my head. 

6 The bounties of thy love 

Shall crown my future days ; 
Nor from thy house will I remove, 
Nor cease to speak thy praise. 



40 PSALM 23. S. M. 

41 He restoreth my Soul. 11 

1 I was a wandering sheep, 

I did not love the fold, 
I did not lov T e my Shepherd's voice, 
I would not be controlled. 

2 Jesus my Shepherd is, 

'Twas he that loved my soul, 
Twas he that washed me in his blood, 
'Twas he that made me whole. 

3 'Twas he that sought the lost, 

That found the wandering sheep, 
'Twas he that brought me to the fold, 
'Tis he that still doth keep. 

4 I was a wandering sheep, 

I would not be controlled ; 
But now I love my Shepherd's voice, 
I love, I love the fold ! 



41 



PSALM 23. 
The Good Shepherd. 



C. M. 



1 The Lord's my Shepherd, I'll not want: 

He makes me down to lie 
In pastures green ; he leadeth me 
The quiet waters by. 

2 My soul he doth restore again ; 

And me to walk doth make 
Within the paths of righteousness, 
Ev'n for his own name's sake. 

3 Yea, though I walk in death's dark vale, 

Yet will I fear no ill ; 
For thou art with me, and thy rod 
And staff me comfort still. 

4 My table thou hast furnished 

In presence of my foes ; 
My head thou dost with oil anoint, 
And my cup overflows. 

5 Goodness and mercy, all my life, 

Shall surely follow me ; 
And in God's house for evermore 
My dwelling-place shall be. 

42 psalm 23. C. M. 

The Lord, our Shepherd. 

1 The Lord himself, the mighty Lord, 

Vouchsafes to be my guide ; 
The shepherd, \>y whose constant care 
My wants are all supplied. 

2 In tender grass he makes me feed, 

And gently there repose ; 
Then leads me to cool shades, and where 
Refreshing water flows. 



20 



PSALM 24. 



3 I pass the gloomy vale of death, 

From fear and danger free ; 
For there his aiding rod and staff 
Defend and comfort me. 

4 Since God doth thus his wondrous love 

Through all my life extend, 
That life to him I will devote, 
And in his temple spend. 

43 PSALM 24. C. M. 

The Abode of Saints. 

1 The earth for ever is the Lord's, 
With Adam's numerous race ; 
He raised its arches o'er the floods, 
And built it on the seas. 

a But who, among the sons of men, 
May visit thine abode ? 
He that has hands from mischief clean, 
Whose heart is right with God. 

5 This is the man may rise, and take 

The blessings of his grace ; 
This is the lot of those, that seek 
The God of Jacob's face. 

4 Now let our souls' immortal powers 

To meet the Lord prepare, 
Lift up their everlasting doors • 
The King of glory's near. 

5 The King of glory ! who can tell 

The wonders of his might ? 
He rules the nations ; but to dwell 
With saints is his delight. 

44 PSALM 24. C. M. 
" The King of Glory.'''' 

1 Ye gates, lift up your heads on high ! 

Ye doors that last for ave ! 
Be lifted up, that so the King 
Of glory enter may. 

2 But who of glory is the King ? 

The mighty Lord is this ; 
Ev'n that same Lord, that great in might 
And strong in battle is. 

3 Ye gates, lift up your heads ! ye doors. 

Doors that do last for aye ! 
Be lifted up, that so the King 
Of glory enter may. 

4 But who is he that is the King 

Of glory ? who is this ? 
The Lord of hosts, and none but he, 
The King of glory is. 



45 PSALM 24. L. M. 
Resurrection of Christ. 

1 Our Lord is risen from the dead, 

Our Jesus is gone up on high 5 
The powers of hell are captive led, 
Dragged to the portals of the sky. 

2 There his triumphal chariot waits, 

And angels chant the solemn lay : — 
" Lift up your heads, ye heavenly gates ! 
Ye everlasting doors ! give way. 

3 Loose all your bars of massy light, 

And wide unfold the ethereal scene : 
He claims those mansions as his right • 
Receive the King of glory in. 

4 Who is the King of glory — who ? 

The Lord who all our foes o'ercame ; 
Who sin, and death, and hell o'erthrew j 
And Jesus is the conqueror's name. 

5 Lo ! his triumphal chariot waits, 

And angels chant the solemn lay : — 
" Lift up your heads, ye heavenly gates ! 
Ye everlasting doors ! give way. 

6 Who is the King of glory — who ? 

The Lord of boundless power possessed j 
The King of saints and angels, too, 
God over all, for ever blessed. 

46 PSALM 24. L. M. 
The King of glory . 

1 This spacious earth is all the Lord's, 

And men and worms, and beasts and birds ; 
He raised the building on the seas, 
And gave it for their dwelling place. 

2 But there's a brighter world on high, 
Thy palace, Lord, above the sky ; 
Who shall ascend that blest abode, 
And dwell so near his Maker, God ? 

3 He that abhors and fears to sin, 

Whose heart is pure, whose hands are clean ; 
Him shall the Lord, the Saviour, bless, 
And clothe his soul with righteousness. 

4 These are the men, the pious race, 
That seek the God of Jacob's face ; 
These shall enjoy the blissful sight, 
And dwell in everlasting light. 

5 Rejoice, ye shining worlds on high I 
Behold the King of glory nigh, 
Who can this King of glor}^ be ? 
The mighty Lord, the Saviour's he ! 

6 Ye heavenly gates, your leaves display 
To make the Lord, the Saviour, way ; 
Laden with spoils from earth and hell, 
The conqueror comes with God to dwell. 



PSALMS 



47 psalm 25. S. M. 

Looking to Jesus. 

1 Mine eyes and my desire 

Are ever to the Lord ; 
I love to plead his promises, 
And rest upon his word. 

2 Lord, turn thee to my soul ; 

Bring thy salvation near : 
When will thy hand release my feet 
From sin's destructive snare ? 

3 When shall the sovereign grace 

Of my forgiving God 
Restore me from those dangerous ways 
My wandering feet have trod ? 

4 Oh, keep my soul from death. 

Nor put my hope to shame ! 
For I have placed my only trust 
In my Redeemer's name. 

5 With humble faith I wait 

To see thy face again ; 
Of Israel it shall ne'er be said, 
He sought the Lord in vain. 

48 fsalm 25. S. M. 
Divine Teaching. 

1 Where shall the man be found, 

That fears to offend his God, 
That loves the gospel's joyful sound, 
And trembles at the rod ? 

2 The Lord shall make him know 

The secrets of his heart, 
The wonders of his covenant show, 
And all his love impart. 

3 The dealings of his hand 

Are truth and mercy still, 
With such as to his covenant stand, 
And love to do his will. 

4 Their souls shall dwell at ease, 

Before their Maker's face ; 
Their seed shall taste the promises, 
In their extensive grace. 

49 PSALM 25. S. M. 
Prayer for HelJ>. 

1 To thee I lift my soul ; 

O Lord, I trust in thee ; 
My God, let me not be ashamed, 
Nor foes exult o'er me. 

2 Let none who wait on thee 

Be put to shame at all : 
But those who causelessly trangress, 
On them the shame shall fall, 



25, 26, 27. 21 

3 Show me thy ways, O Lord ; 

Thy paths, oh, teach thou me ; 
And do thou lead me in thy truth, 
Therein my teacher be : — 

4 For thou art God that dost 

To me salvation send : 
And waiting for thee all the day, 
Upon thee I attend. 

5 Thy tender mercies, Lord, 

To mind do thou recall, 
And loving-kindnesses, for they 
Have been through ages all. 

50 PSALM 26. C. M. 
Self-ex a m inatio n . 

1 Judge me, O Lord, and try my heart, 

For thou that heart canst see ; 
And bid each idol thence depart 
That dares compete with thee. 

2 Though weak and cleaving to the dust, 

My soul adores thee still ; 
Thy grace and truth are all my trust j 
Oh, mould me to thy will. 

3 Thine altar, Lord, I would embrace 

With hands by Christ made clean ; 
I love thy house, I love the place 
Where thy bright face is seen. 

4 Oh, guide me in thy love and fear ; 

My soul on thee I cast ; 
I would not walk with sinners here, 
To share their doom at last. 

51 psalm 27. C. M. 

The Church, our Delight and Safety. 

1 The Lord of glory is my light, 

And my salvation too ; 
God is my strength, — nor will I fear 
What all my foes can do. 

2 One privilege my heart desires, — 

Oh, grant me an abode, 
Among the churches of tny saints, — 
The temples of my God. 

3 There shall I offer my requests, 

And see thy beauty still ; 
Shall hear thy messages of love, 
And there inquire thy will. 

4 When troubles rise, and storms appear, 

There may his children hide ; 
God has a strong pavilion, where 
He makes my soul abide. 

5 Now shall my head be lifted high 

Above my foes around ; 
And songs of joy and victory 
Within thy temple sound. 



22 



PSALMS 27, 28, 29, 30. 



52 psalm 27. C. M. 

Love for Worship. 

1 One thing I of the Lord desired, 

And will seek to obtain, 
That all days of my life I may 
Within God's house remain 

2 That I the beauty of the Lord 

Behold may and admire, 
And that I in his holy place 
May reverently inquire. 

3 For he in his pavilion shall 

Me hide in evil days ; 
In secret of his tent me hide, 
And on a rock me raise. 

4 And now, ev'n at this present time, 

Mine head shall lifted be 
Above all those that are my foes, 
And round encompass me. 

5 O Lord give ear unto my voice 

When I do cry to thee ; 
Upon me also mercy have, 
And do thou answer me. 

53 PSALM 28. L. M. 

Divine Assistance acknowledged. 

1 Blest be the Lord who heard my prayer, 
The Lord, my shield, my help, my song, 
Who saved my soul from sin and fear, 
And filled with praise my thankful tongue. 

c In the dark hour of deep distress, 
By foes beset, of death afraid, 
My spirit trusted in his grace, 
And sought and found his heavenly aid. 

3 O blest Redeemer of mankind ! 

Thy shield, thy saving strength, shall be 
The shield, the strength of every mind 
That loves thy name, and trusts in thee. 

4 Remember, Lord, thy chosen seed ; 

Israel defend from guilt and woe ; 
Thy flock in richest pastures feed, 
And guard their steps from every foe. 

5 Zion exalt, her cause maintain, 

With peace and joy her courts surround ; 
In showers let endless blessings rain, 
And all the world thy praise resound. 

54 PSALM 29. L. M. 

St or 711 and Thunder. 

1 Give to the Lord, ye sons of fame ! 

Give to the Lord renown and power ; 
Ascribe due honors to his name, 
And his eternal might adore. 



2 The Lord proclaims his power aloud. 

Over the ocean and the land ; 
His voice divides the watery cloud, 
And lightnings blaze at his command. 

3 He speaks, — and tempest, hail and wind, 

Lay the wide forest bare around • 
The fearful hart, and frighted hind, 
Leap at the terror of the sound. 

4 To Lebanon he turns his voice, 

And lo ! the stately cedars break , 
The mountains tremble at the noise, 
The valleys roar, the deserts quake. 

5 The Lord sits sovereign on the flood ; 

The Thunderer reigns for ever king • 
But makes his church his blest abode, 
Where we his awful glories sing. 

6 In gentler language there the Lord 

The counsels of his grace imparts ; 
Amid the raging storm, his word 
Speaks peace and courage to our hearts. 

55 PSALM 30. L. M, 
Recovery from Sickness. 

1 I will extol thee, Lord, on high ; 
At thy command diseases fly : 
Who but a God can speak and save 
From the dark borders of the grave ? 

2 Sing to the Lord, ye saints, and prove 
How large his grace, how kind his love ; 
Let all your powers rejoice, and trace 
The wondrous records of his grace. 

3 His anger but a moment stays ; 
His love is life and length of days : 
Though grief and tears the night employ, 
The morning star restores the joy. 

56 PSALM 30. S. M. 
Recovery acknowledged. 

1 I will exalt thee, Lord, 

Thou hast exalted me ; 
Since thou hast silenced Satan's boasts, 
My boast shall be in thee. 

2 My sins had brought me near 

The grave of black despair ; 
I looked, but there was none to save, 
Till I looked up in prayer. 

3 All through the night, I wept, 

But morning brought relief : 
That hand, which broke my bones before, 
Then broke my bonds of grief. 

4 My grief to dancing turns, 

For sackcloth joy he gives ; 
A moment, Lord., thine anger burns, 
But long thy favor lives. 



PSALMS : 

5 Sing with me then, ye saints, 

Who long have known his grace : 
With thanks recall the seasons when 
Ye also sought his face. 

57 psalm 31. S. M. 
Trust in God. 

1 My spirit on thy care, 

Blest Saviour, I recline ; 
Thou wilt not leave me to despair, 
For thou art love divine. 

2 In thee I place my trust 

On thee I calmly rest : 
I know thee good, I know thee just, 
And count thy choice the best. 

3 Whate'er events betide, 

Thy will they all perform ; 
Safe in thy breast my head I hide, 
Nor fear the coming storm. 

4 Let good or ill befall, 

It must be good for me, — 
Secure of having thee in all, 
Of having all in thee. 

5 O all ye saints, the Lord 

With eager love pursue ; 
Who to the just will help afford, 
And give "the proud their due. 

58 PSALM 32. S. M. 
Confession of Sin 

1 Oh, blessed souls are they 

Whose sins are covered o'er ! 
Divinely blest, to whom the Lord 
Imputes their guilt no more. 

2 They mourn their follies past, 

And keep their hearts with care ; 
Their lips and lives, without deceit, 
Shall prove their faith sincere. 

3 While I concealed my guilt, 

I felt the festering wound, 
Till I confessed my sins to thee, 
And ready pardon found. 

4 Let sinners learn to pray, 

Let saints keep near the throne ; 
Our help in times of deep distress 
Is found in God alone. 

59 PSALM 33. C. M. 

Works of Creation and Providence. 

1 Rejoice, ye righteous ! in the Lord ; 
This work belongs to you ; 
Sing of his name, his ways, his word j 
How holy, just, and true ! 



I, 32, 33, 34. 

2 His mercy, and his righteousness, 

Let heaven and earth proclaim ; 
His works of nature and of grace 
Reveal his wondrous name. 

3 His wisdom and almighty word 

The heavenly arches spread ; 
And, by the Spirit of the Lord, 
Their shining hosts were made. 

4 He scorns the angry nations' rage, 

And breaks their vain designs ; 
His counsel stands through every age, 
And in full glory shines. 

60 PSALM 34. C. 
Praise for Protection. 

1 God will I bless all times ; his praise 

My mouth shall still express. 
My soul shall boast in God ; the meek 
Shall hear with joyfulness. 

2 Oh, let us magnify the Lord, 

Exalt his name with me ! 
I sought the Lord, and he me heard 
And from all fears set free. 

3 The angel of the Lord encamps, 

And he encompasseth 
All those who do him truly fear, 
And them delivereth. 

4 Oh, taste and see that God is good ; 

Who trusts in him is blest. 
Fear God, his saints, none that him fear 
Shall be with want oppressed. 

5 The lions young may hungry be, 

And they may lack their food ; 
But they that truly seek the Lord 
Shall not lack any good. 

61 PSALM 34. C 
Trusting and Praising God. 

1 Through all the changing scenes of life, 

In trouble, and in joy, 
The praises of my God shall still 
My heart and tongue employ. 

2 Of his deliverance I will boast, 

Till all, who are distressed, 
From my example comfort take, 

And charm their griefs to rest. 
^ Oh, magnify the Lord with me, 

With me exalt his name ! 
When in distress to him I called, 

He to my rescue came. 
4 The hosts of God encamp around 

The dwellings of the just \ 
Deliverance he affords to all, 

Who on his succor trust. 



24 PSALMS 35, 

5 Oh, make but trial of his love j 
Experience will decide, 
How blest are they, and only they, 
Who in his truth confide. 

62 PSALM 35. CM. 
Trusting God 

1 Oh, plead my cause, my Saviour, plead, 

I trust it all to thee : 
O thou who didst for sinners bleed, 
A sinner save in me. 

2 Assure my weak, desponding heart, 

My threatening foes restrain ; 
Oh, tell me thou my helper art, 
And all their rage is vain. 

3 When round thy cross they rushed to kill, 

How was their fury foiled : 
Their madness only wrought thy will, 
And on themselves recoiled. 

4 The great salvation there achieved 

My hope shall ever be ; 
My soul has in her Lord believed, 
And he will rescue me. 

63 PSALM 36. C. M. 
Goct 's Perfections. 

1 Thy mercy, Lord, is in the heavens j 

Thy truth doth reach the clouds ; 
Thy justice is like mountains great ; 
Thy judgments deep as floods. 

2 Lord, thou preservest man and beast — 

How precious is thy grace ! 
Therefore, in shadow of thy wings 
Men's sons their trust shall place. 

3 They with the fatness of thy house 

Shall be well satisfied ; 
From rivers of thy pleasures thou 
Wilt drink to them provide. 

4 Because of life the fountain pure 

Remains alone with thee ; 
And in that purest light of thine 
We clearly light shall see. 

64 PSALM 37. CM. 
The Safety of the Righteous. 

1 My God ! the steps of pious men 

Are ordered by thy will • 
Though they should fall, they rise again : 
Thy hand supports them still. 

2 The Lord delights to see their ways ; 

Their virtue he approves ; 
He'll ne'er deprive them of his grace, 
Nor leave the men he loves. 



36, 37, 38, 39- 

3 The heavenly heritage is theirs, 

Their portion and their home ; 
He feeds them now, and makes them heirs 
Of blessings long to come. 

4 The haughty sinner I have seen, 

Not fearing man, nor God ; 
Like a tall bay-tree, fair and green, 
Spreading his arms abroad. 

5 And, lo ! he vanished from the ground, 

Destroyed by hands unseen ; 
Nor root, nor branch, nor leaf, was found, 
Where all that pride had been. 

6 But mark the man of righteousness, 

His several steps attend : 
True pleasure runs through all his ways, 
And peaceful is his end. 

65 PSALM 38. C M. 
Prayer in anguish. 

1 Amid thy wrath remember love, 

Restore thy servant, Lord ; 
Nor let a Father's chastening prove 
Like an avenger's sword. 

2 My sins a heavy load appear, 

And o'er my head are gone : 
The burden. Lord ! I can not Dear, 
Nor e'er tne guilt atone, 

3 My thoughts are like a troubled sea, 

My head still bending down ; 
And I go mourning all the day, 
Beneath my Father's frown. 

4 All my desire to thee is known, 

Thine eye counts every tear ; 
And every sigh, and every groan, 
Is noticed by thine ear. 

5 My God, forgive my follies past, 

And be for ever nigh ; 
O Lord of my salvation, haste, 
Before thy servant die. 

66 PSALM 39. C M. 
Man's Frailty. 

1 Mine end and measure of my days, 

O Lord, unto me show, 
What is the same ; that I hereby 
My frailty well may know. 

2 Lo, thou hast made my days a span, 

As nothing are my years : 
Before thy sight, each man at best 
But vanity appears : — 

3 Yea, each man walks in empty show ; 

They vex themselves in vain ; 
He heaps up w r ealth, and know r eth not 
To whom it shall pertain. 



PSALMS 3' 

4 And now, O Lord, what wait I for? 

My hope is fixed on thee. 
Deliver me from all my sins ; 
The fool's scorn make not me. 

5 Oh, spare thou me, that I my strength 

Recover may again, 
Before from hence I do depart, 
And here no more remain. 

67 PSALM 39. C. M. 

The Vanity of Man. 

1 Teach me the measure of my days^ 

Thou Maker of my frame ! 
I would survey life's narrow space, 
And learn how frail I am. 

2 A span is all that we can boast, — 

An inch or two of time ; 
Man is but vanity and dust, 
In all his flower and prime. 

3 What should I wish, or wait for then, 

From creatures, earth and dust? 
They make our expectations vain, 
And disappoint our trust. 

4 Now I forbid my carnal hope, 

My fond desires recall ; 
I give my mortal interest up, 
And make my God my all. 

68 PSALM 40. C. M. 

Deliverance from deep Distress. 

1 I waited patient for the Lord, — 

He bowed to hear my cry ; 
He saw me resting on his word, 
And brought salvation nigh. 

2 He raised me from a horrid pit. 

Where, mourning, long I lay ; 
And from my bonds released my feet- 
Deep bonds of miry clay. 

3 Firm on a rock he made me stand, 

And taught my cheerful tongue, 
To praise the wonders of his hand, 
In a new thankful song. 

4 I'll spread his works of grace abroad ; 

The saints with joy shall hear; 
And sinners learn to make my God 
Their only hope and fear. 

5 How many are thy thoughts of love ! 

Thy mercies, Lord ! how great ! 
We have not words, nor hours enough, 
Their numbers to repeat. 



(,40,41,42. 25 

69 psalm 40. C. M. 

A new Song. 

1 I waited for the Lord my God, 

And patiently did bear ; 
At length to me he did incline 
My voice and cry to hear. 

2 He took me from a fearful pit, 

And from the miry clay, 
And on a rock he set my feet, 
Establishing my way. 

3 He put a new song in my mouth, 

Our God to magnify : 
Many shall see it, and shall fear, 
And on the Lord rely. 

4 Oh, blessed is the man whose trust 

Upon the Lord relies ; 
Respecting not the proud, nor such 
As turn aside to lies. 

70 PSALM 41. C. M. 
The blessedness of benevolence. 

1 Blest is the man whose softening heart 

Feels all another's pain ; 
To whom the supplicating eye 
Was never raised in vain : — 

2 Whose breast expands with generous warmth 

A stranger's woes to feel ; 
And bleeds in pity o'er the wound 
He wants the power to heal. 

3 He spreads his kind, supporting arms, 

To ever}'- child of grief; 
His secret bounty largely flows, 
And brings unasked relief. 

4 To gentle offices of love 

His feet are never slow : 
He views, through mercy's melting eye, 
A brother in a foe. 

5 Peace from the bosom of his God, 

The Saviour's grace shall give ; 
And when he kneels before the throne, 
His trembling soul shall live. 

71 PSALM 42. C. M. 
Desire for God. 

1 As pants the hart for cooling streams, 

When heated in the chase, 
So longs my soul, O God, for thee, 
And thy refreshing grace. 

2 For thee, my God, the living God, 

My thirsty soul doth pine ; 
Oh, when shall I behold thy face, 
Thou Majesty Divine ? 



26 PSALMS 



3 Why restless, why cast down, my soul ? 

Trust God, and he'll employ 
His aid for thee, and change these sighs 
To thankful hymns of joy. 

4 God of my strength, how long shall I, 

Like one forgotten, mourn ; 
Forlorn, forsaken, and exposed 
To my oppressor's scorn ? 

5 My heart is pierced, as w T ith a sword, 

While thus my foes upbraid : 
" Vain boaster, where is now thy God ? 
And where his promised aid ! " 

6 Why restless, why cast down, my soul? 

Hope still, and thou shalt sing 
The praise of him who is thy God, 
Thy health's eternal Spring. 

72 PSALM 43. C. M. 
Cheerful Hope. 

1 A. gainst a w T icked nation, Lord, 

Plead thou my cause, judge me ; 
And from unjust and crafty men 
Oh, do thou set me free. 

2 O God, my strength, w r hy dost thou me 

Cast oif in my distress ? 
Why go I mourning all the day 
While enemies oppress ? 

3 Oh, send thy light forth, and thy truth ! 

Let them be guides to me, 
And bring me to thy holy hill, 
Ev'n where thy dwellings be. 

4 Then will I to God's altar go, 

To God my chiefest joy : 
Yea, God, my God, thy name to praise 
My harp I will employ. 

5 Why art thou then cast down, my soul ? 

What should discourage thee ? 
And why with vexing thoughts art thou 
Disquieted in me ? 

6 Still trust in God ; for him to praise 

Good cause I yet shall have : 
He of my countenance is the health, 
My God that doth me save. 

73 PSALM 44. C. M. 
Complaint in Declension. 

1 Lord ! we have heard thy w r orks of old, 

Thy works of power and grace, 
When to our ears our fathers told 
The wonders of their days : — 

2 How thou didst build thy churches here, 

And make thy gospel known : 
Among them did thine arm appear, 
Thy light and glorv shone. 



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3 In God they boasted all the day ; 

And in a cheerful throng, 
Did thousands meet to praise and pray ; 
And grace was all their song. 

4 Redeem us from perpetual shame, 

Our Saviour and our God ! 
We plead the honors of thy name, 
The merits of thy blood. 

74 psalm 45. C. M. 

Christ and his glorious Reign. 

1 I'll speak the honors of my King, — 

His form divinely fair ; 
None of the sons of mortal race 
May with the Lord compare. 

2 Sweet is thy speech, and heavenly grace 

Upon thy lips is shed ; 
Thy God, with blessings infinite, 
Hath crowned thy sacred head. 

3 Gird on thy sword, victorious Prince ! 

Ride with majestic sway ; 
Tb.3?- terror shall strike through thy foes. 
And make the world obey. 

4 Thy throne, O God ! for ever stands ; 

Thy word of grace shall prove 
A peaceful sceptre in thy hands, 
To rule the saints by love. 

5 Justice and truth attend thee still, 

But mercy is thy choice ; 
And God, thy God, thy soul shall fill 
With most peculiar joys. 

75 PSALM 45. C. Vt. 
The King of kings. 

1 My heart brings forth a goodly thing, 

My words that I indite 
Concern the King : my tongue's a pen 
Of one that swift doth write. 

2 Thou fairer art than sons of men : 

Into tlvy lips is store 
Of grace "infused ; God therefore thee 
Hath blessed for evermore. 

3 For ever and for ever is, 

O God, thy throne of might ! 
The sceptre of thy kingdom is 
A sceptre that is right. 

4 Behold, the daughter of the King 

All glorious is within ; 
And with embroideries of gold 
Her garments wrought have been. 

5 She shall be brought with gladness great 

And mirth on every side, 
Into the palace of the King, 
And there she shall abide. 



PSALMS 

76 psalm 45. L. M. 

The Glory of Christ. 

1 Now be my heart inspired to sing 

The glories of my Saviour King, — 
Jesus the Lord ; how heavenly fair 

His form ! how bright his beauties are ! 

2 O'er all the sons of human race, 

He shines with a superior grace : 
Love from his lips divinely flows, 
And blessings all his state compose. 

3 Thy throne, O God, for ever stands ; 

Grace is the sceptre in thy hands ; 
Thy laws and works are just and right ; 
Justice and grace are thy delight. 

4 God, thine own God, has richly shed 

His oil of gladness on thy head • 
And with his sacred spirit blessed 
His first-born Son above the rest. 

77 psalm 45. L. M. 

Christ and his Church. 

1 The King of saints,— how fair his face ! 
Adorned with majesty and grace, 

He comes, with blessings from above, 
And wins the nations to his love. 

2 At his right hand, our eyes behold 
The queen arrayed in purest gold ; 
The world admires her heavenly dress, 
Her robe of joy and righteousness. 

3 Oh, happy hour, when thou shalt rise 
To his fair palace in the skies ; 

And all thy sons, a numerous train, 
Each, like a prince, in glory reign. 

4 Let endless honors crown his head ; 
Let every age his praises spread ; 
While we, with cheerful songs, approve 
The condescension of his love. 

78 PSALM 46. L. M. 
The Church Safe. 

1 God is the refuge of his saints, 

When storms of sharp distress invade ; 
Ere we can offer our complaints, 
Behold him present with his aid. 

2 Let mountains from their seats be hurled 

Down to the deep, and buried there, 
Convulsions shake the solid world — 
Our faith shall never yield to fear. 

3 Loud may the troubled ocean roar ; 

In sacred peace our souls abide ; 
While every nation, every shore. 
Trembles, and dreads the swelling tide. 



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4 There is a stream whose gentle flow 

Supplies the city of our God, 
Life, love, and joy, still gliding through, 
And watering our divine abode. 

5 That sacred stream, thine holy word, 

Our grief allays, our fear controls ; 
Sweet peace thy promises afford, 
And give new strength to fainting scnle. 

6 Zion enjoys her Monarch's love, 

Secure against a threatening hour ; 
Nor can her firm foundation move, 
Built on his truth, and armed with power. 

79 PSALM 46. C. M. 
The Church Safe. 

1 God is our refuge and our strength, 

In straits a present aid ; 
Therefore, although the earth remove 
We will not be afraid : — 

2 Though hills amidst the seas be cast ; 

Though waters roaring make, 
And troubled be ; yea, though the hills 
By swelling seas do shake. 

3 A river is, whose streams do glad 

The city of our God ; 
The holy place, wherein the Lord 
Most high hath his abode. 

4 God in the midst of her doth dwell ; 

Nothing shall her remove : 
The Lord to her an helper will, 
And that right early, prove. 

80 PSALM 47. C. M. 
The Ascension and Reign of Christ. 

1 Oh, for a shout of sacred joy 

To God, the sovereign King j 
Let every land their tongues employ, 
And hymns of triumph sing. 

2 Jesus, our God, ascends on high ; 

His heavenly guards around 
Attend him rising through the sky, 
With trumpets' joyful sound. 

3 While angels shout and praise their King, 

Let mortals learn their strains • 
Let all the earth his honor sing ; — 
O'er all the earth he reigns. 

4 Rehearse his praise with awe profound j 

Let knowledge lead the song ; 
Nor mock him with a solemn sound 
Upon a thoughtless tongue. 

5 In Israel stood his ancient throne :— 

He loved that ancient race : 
But now he calls the world his own ; 
The heathen taste his grace. 



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81 psalm 48. C. M. 
The Beauty of the Church. 

1 The Lord is great, and greatly he 

Should be exalted still, 
"Within the city of our God, 
Upon his holy hill. 

2 Mount Zion stands most beautiful, 

The joy of all the land ; 
The city of the mighty King 
On her north side doth stand. 

3 The Lord within her palaces 

Is for a refuge known. 
For, lo, the kings that gathered were 
Together, by have gone. 

4 Encompass Zion, and go around, 

Her lofty towers tell ; 
Consider ye her palaces, 
And mark her bulwarks well ; — 

5 That ye may tell posterity. 

For this God doth abide 
Our God for evermore ; he will 
E'en unto death us guide. 

82 PSALM 48. S. M. 
The Church, a Bulwark. 

1 Great is the Lord our God, 

And let his praise be great ; 
He makes his churches his abode, 
His most delightful seat. 

2 These temples of his grace, 

How beautiful they stand ! 
The honors of our native place, 
The bulwarks of our land. 

3 In Zion God is known 

A refuge in distress : 
How bright has his salvation shone 
Through all her palaces ! 

4 Oft have our fathers told, 

Our eyes have often seen, 
How well our God secures the fold 
Where his own sheep have been. 

5 In every new distress 

"We'll to his house repair. 
We'll think upon his wondrous grace, 
And seek deliverance there. 

83 PSALM 48. S. Mi 

" Beautiful for Situation" 

1 Far as thy name is known, 

The world declares thy praise : 
Thy saints, O Lord, before thy throne, 
Their songs of honor raise. 



2 With joy thy people stand 

On Zion's chosen hill, 
Proclaim the wonders of thy hand, 
And counsels of thy will. 

3 Let strangers walk around 

The city where we dwell, 
Compass'and view thine holy ground, 
And mark the building well — 

4 The order of thy house, 

The worship of thy court, 
The cheerful songs, the solemn vows ; 
And make a fair report. 

5 How decent, and how wise ! 

How glorious to behold ! 
Beyond the pomp that charms the eyes, 
And rites adorned with gold. 

6 The God we worship now 

Will guide us till we die ; 
Will be our God, while here below, 
And ours above the sky. 

84 ' PSALM 49. S. M. 

Pride and Death. 

1 Why doth the rich man grow 

To insolence and pride, 
To see his wealth and honors flow 
With every rising tide ? 

2 Why treat the poor with scorn, 

Made of the self-same cla}^ 
And boast as though his flesh were born 
Of better dust than they ? 

3 No treasures can procure 

His soul a short reprieve, 
Redeem from death one guilty hour, 
Or make his brother live. 

85 PSALM 50. C. M. 
Saints at the Judgment. 

1 The Lord, the Judge, before his throne 

Bids the whole earth draw nigh, 
The nations near the rising sun, 
And near the western sky. 

2 Throned on a cloud our God shall come, 

Bright flames prepare his way, 
Thunder and darkness, fire and storm, 
Lead on the dreadful day. 

3 Heaven from above his call shall hear, 

Attending angels come, 
And earth and hell shall know and fear 
His justice and their doom. 

4 " But gather all my saints," he cries, 

4 k That made their peace with God, 
By the Redeemer's sacrifice, 
And sealed it with his blood. 



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5 Their faith and works, brought forth to light, 
Shall make the world confess, 
My sentence of reward is right, 
And heaven adore my grace." 

86 psalm 51. C. M. 

Penitence. 

1 In thy great loving-kindness, Lord, 

Be merciful to me ; 
In thy compassions great blot out 
All my iniquity. 

2 Oh, wash me thoroughly from sin j 

From all my guilt me cleanse : 
For my transgressions I confess ; 
I ever see my sins. 

3 All my iniquities blot out, 

My sin hide from thy view. 
Create a clean heart, Lord, in me 
A spirit right renew. 

4 And from thy gracious presence, Lord, 

Oh, cast me not away : 
Thy Holy Spirit utterly 
Take not from me, I pray. 

5 The joy which thy salvation brings 

Again to me restore ; 
With thy free Spirit, oh, do thou 
Uphold me evermore. 

87 PSALM 51. C. M. 
Repentance and Faith in Christ. 

1 O God of mercy ! hear my call, 

My load of guilt remove ; 
Break down this separating wall, 
That bars me from thy love. 

2 Give me the presence of thy grace ; 

Then my rejoicing tongue 
Shall speak aloud thy righteousness, 
And make thy praise my song. 

3 No blood of goats, nor heifer slain, 

For sin could e'er atone : 
The death of Christ shall still remain 
Sufficient and alone. 

4 A soul, oppressed with sin's desert. 

My God will ne'er despise ; 
An humble groan, a broken heart, 
Is our best sacrifice. 

88 psalm 51. L. M. 

A Penitent pleading for Pardon. 

1 Show pity, Lord ! O Lord ! forgive ; 
Let a repenting rebel live ; 
Are not thy mercies large and free ? 
May not a sinner trust in thee ? 



2 Oh, wash my soul from every sin, 
And make my guilty conscience clean ; 
Here on my heart the burden lies, 
And past offences pain mine eyes. 

3 My lips with shame my sins confess, 
Against thy law, against thy grace : 
Lord ! should thy judgment grow severe, 
I am condemned, but thou art clear. 

4 Should sudden vengeance seize my breath, 
I must pronounce thee just in death ; 
And, if my soul were sent to hell, 

Thy righteous law approves it well. 

5 Yet save a trembling sinner, Lord ! 
Whose hope, still hovering round thy word, 
Would light on some sweet promise there, 
Some sure support against despair. 

89 PSALM 51. L. M. 
Native and Total Depravity . 

1 Lord ! I am vile, conceived in sin, 
And born unholy and unclean ; 
Sprung from the man whose guilty fall 
Corrupts the race, and taints us all. 

2 Soon as we draw our infant breath, 
The seeds of sin grow up for death • 
Thy law demands a perfect heart, 
But we're defiled in every part. 

3 No bleeding bird, nor bleeding beast, 
Nor hyssop branch, nor sprinkling priest, 
Nor running brook, nor flood, nor sea, 
Can wash the dismal stain away. 

4 Jesus, my God, thy blood alone, 
Hath power sufficient to atone : 

Thy blood can make me white as snow, 
No Jewish types could cleanse me so. 

90 PSALM 51. L. M. 
The backslider penitent and restored. 

1 O thou, that hearest when sinners cry ! 
Though all my crimes before thee lie, 
Behold them not with angry look, 

But blot their memory from thy book. 

2 A broken heart, my God, my King, 
Is all the sacrifice I bring : 

The God of grace will ne'er despise 
A broken heart for sacrifice. 

3 My soul lies humbled in the dust. 
And owns thy dreadful sentence just ; 
Look down, O Lord, with pitying eye, 
And save the soul condemned to die. 

4 Then will I teach the world thy ways ; 
Sinners shall learn thy sovereign grace ; 
I'll lead them to my Saviour's blood, 
And they shall praise a pardoniug God. 



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PSALMS 52, 53, 54, 55, 56, 57- 



5 Oh, may thy love inspire my tongue ! 
Salvation shall be all my song ; 
And all my powers shall join to bless 
The Lord, my Strength and Righteousness. 

91 psalm 52. C. M. 
The Righteous and the Wicked, 

1 Why should the mighty make their boast, 

And heavenly grace despise ? 
In their own arm they put their trust, 
And fill their mouth with lies. 

2 Our God in vengeance shall destroy, 

And drive them from his face ; 
No more shall they his church annoy, 
Nor find on earth a place. 

3 But like a cultured olive-grove, 

Dressed in immortal green, 
Thy children, blooming in thy love, 
Amid thy courts are seen. 

4 On thine eternal grace, O Lord ! 

Thy saints shall rest secure, 
And all who trust thy holy word, 
Shall find salvation sure. 

92 PSALM 53. CM. 

The Foes of Zion. 

1 Are all the foes of Zion fools, 

Who thus destroy her saints . 
Do they not know her Saviour rules, 
And pities her complaints ? 

2 In vain the sons of Satan boast 

Of armies in array : 
When God on high dismays their host, 
They fall an easy prey. 

3 Oh, for a word from Zion's King, 

Her captives to restore ! 
The joyful saints thy praise shall sing, 
And Israel weep 110 more. 

93 PSALM 54. C. M. 
Victory desired. 

1 Behold us, Lord, and let our cry 

Before thy throne ascend ; 
Cast thou on us a pitying eye, 
And still our lives defend. 

2 For impious foes insult us round ; 

Oppressive, proud, and vain ; 
They cast thy temples to the ground, 
And all our rights profane. 

3 Yet thy forgiving grace we trust, 

And in thy power rejoice ; 
Thine arm shall bring our foes to dust, 
Thy praise inspire our voice. 



94 psalm 55. CM. 

God otir Refuge. 

1 O God, my refuge ! hear my cries, 

Behold my flowing tears ; 
For earth and hell my hurt devise, 
And triumph in my fears. 

2 Oh, were I like a feathered dove, 

Soon would I stretch my wings, 
And fly, and make a long remove 
From all these restless things. 

3 God shall preserve my soul from fear 

Or shield me when afraid ; 
Ten thousand angels must appear 
If he commands their aid. 

4 I cast my burdens on the Lord, — 

The Lord sustains them all ; 
My courage rests upon his word, — 
That saints shall never fall. 

95 PSALM 56. L. M. 
God's care of his people. 

1 God knows the sorrows of his saints, 

Their groanings reach his listening ears j 
He has a book for their complaints, 
And makes a record of their tears. 

2 When to thy throne I raise my cry, 

The wicked fear thy voice and flee, 
So swift is prayer to reach the sky, 
So very near is God to me. 

3 In thee, most holy, just, and true, 

I have reposed unfaltering trust ; 
Nor will I fear w T hat man can do, 
The feeble offspring of the dust. 

4 Thy solemn vows are on me, Lord, 

Each day thou shalt receive my praise ; 
I'll sing, "'How faithful is thy word ! 
How righteous thou in all thy ways ! " 

5 Thou hast secured my soul from death ; 

My feet from falling, oh, set free, 
That heart, and hand, and life, and breath 
May ever be employed for thee. 

96 PSALM 57. L. M. 
Divine Praise. 

1 Eternal God, celestial King ! 

Exalted be thy glorious name ; 
Let hosts in heaven thy praises sing, 
And saints on earth thy love proclaim. 

2 My heart is fixed on thee, my God ! 

I rest my hope on thee alone ; 
I'll spread thy sacred truths abroad, 
To all mankind thy love make known. 



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3 Awake, my tongue ! awake, my lyre ! 

With morning s earliest dawn arise ; 
Let songs of joy my soul inspire, 
And swell your music to the skies. 

4 With those who in thy grace abound, 

To thee I'll raise my thankful voice ; 
While every land, the earth around, 
Shall hear, and in thy name rejoice 

97 psalm 57. L. M. 

Praise for Protection, Grace and Truth. 

1 My God ! in whom are all the springs 

Of boundless love and grace unknown, 
Hide me beneath thy spreading wings, 
Till the dark cloud be over-blown, 

2 Up to the heavens I send my cry, 

The Lord will my desires perform ; 
He sends his angels from the sky, 
And saves me from the threatening storm. 

3 My heart is fixed', my song shall raise 

Immortal honors to thy name ; 
Awake, my tongue ! to sound his praise, — 
My tongue, the glory of my frame. 

4 High o'er the earth his mercy reigns, 

And reaches to the utmost sky ; 
His truth to endless years remains, 
When lower worlds dissolve and die. 

5 Be thou exalted, O my God ! 

Above the heavens where angels dwell j 
Thy power on earth be known abroad, 
And land to land thy wonders tell. 

98 psalm 58. L. M. 

Warning to Magistrates. 

1 Judges ! who rule the world by laws, 
Will ye despise the righteous cause ? 
Dare ye condemn the righteous poor, 
And let rich sinners go secure ? 

2 Shall gold and greatness bribe your hands 
When one oppressed before you stands ? 
Have ye forgot, or never knew 

That God will judge the judges too ? 

3 Yet ye invade the rights of God : 
And send your bold decrees abroad ; 
High in the heavens his justice reigns, 
Yet ye bind conscience in your chains. 

4 When once he thunders from the sky, 
Your grandeur melts, your titles die ; 
As empty chaff, when whirlwinds rise, 
Your power before the tempest flies. 

5 There is a God who rules on high, 
A God that hears his children cry ; 
Thus shall the vengeance of the Lord 
Safety and joy to saints afford. 



99 PSALM 59. L. M. 
u Thou art my Rock" 

1 O thou whose pity reaches those 

Whose sorrows meet thy watchful eyes, 
Now save me from my wicked foes ; 
O Lord of hosts, arise, arise I 

2 Thou art my rock and my defence ; 

Thou art a tower unto my saints \ 
Thee will I make my confidence, 
Thee will I trust, though nature faints. 

3 Thy mercies gladly will I sing, 

And all thy power and love confess ; 
For thou hast been, O heavenly King, 
My safe resort in each distress. 

4 My songs with every morning's light, 

O Lord, shall rise up to thy throne ; 
And all thy saints shall praise thy might, 
And thy rich mercy shall make known. 

100 PSALM 60. L. M. 
Prayer in Depression. 

1 O God, thou hast cast off thy saints ; 

Thy face thou dost in anger hide, 
And lo, thy church for terror faints, 
While breaches all her walls divide ! 

2 Hard things thou dost upon us lay, 

And make us drink most bitter wine ; 
But still thy banner we display, 
And bear aloft thy truth divine. 

3 Our courage fails not, though the night 

No earthly lamp avails to break, 
For thou wilt soon arise in might, 
And of our captors captives make. 

4 Thy right hand shall thy people aid ; 

Thy faithful promise makes us strong ; 
We will Philistia's land invade, 
And over Edom chant the song. 

5 Through thee we shall most valiant prove 

And tread the foe beneath our feet ; 
Through thee our faith shall hills remove, 
And small as chaff the mountains beat. 

101 PSALM 60. S. M. 
The Lord's Banner. 

1 Arise, ye saints, arise ! 

The Lord our Leader is ; 
The foe before his banner flies, 
And victory is his. 

2 We follow thee, our Guide, 

Our Saviour, and our King ! 
We follow thee, through grace supplied 
From heaven s eternal spring. 



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PSALMS 61, 62, 63, 64. 



3 We soon shall see the day 

When all our toils shall cease ; 
When we shall cast our arms away, 
And dwell in endless peace. 

4 This hope supports us here ; 

It makes our burdens light ; 
'Twill serve our drooping hearts to cheer, 
Till faith shall end in sight. 

5 Till, of the prize possessed, 

We hear of war no more ; 
And ever with our Leader rest, 
On yonder peaceful shore. 

102 PSALM 61. S. M. 
Safety in God. 

1 When, overwhelmed with grief, 

My heart within me dies ; 
Helpless, and far from all relief, 
To heaven I lift mine eyes. 

2 Oh, lead me to the rock, 

That's high above my head j 
And make the covert of thy wings 
My shelter and my shade. 

3 Within thy presence, Lord ! 

For ever I'll abide : 
Thou art the tower of my defence, 
The refuge where I hide. 

4 Thou givest me the lot 

Of those that fear thy name ; 
If endless life be their reward, 
I shall possess the same. 

103 PSALM 62. S. M. 
u My strong Rock is He" 

1 My soul with patience doth 

Depend on God indeed ; 
My strength and my salvation both 
From him alone proceed. 

2 He my salvation is, 

And my strong rock is he ; 
He only is my sure defence : 
I shall not moved be. 

3 In God my glory; is, 

And my salvation sure j 
In God the rock is of my strength, 
My refuge most secure. 

4 God hath it spoken once, 

Yea, this I heard again, 
That power to Almighty God 
Alone doth appertain. 

5 Yea, mercy unto thee 

Belongs, O Lord, alone : 
For thou according to his work 
Rewardest every one. 



104 PSALM 63. C 
Morning Worship. 

1 Early, my God, without delay, 

I haste to seek thy face ; 
My thirsty spirit faints away, 
Without thy cheering grace. 

2 I've seen thy glory and thy power 

Through all thy temple shine ; 
My God, repeat that heavenly hour, 
That vision so divine. 

3 Not life itself, with all its joys, 

Can my best passions move, 
Or raise so high my cheerful voice, 
As thy forgiving love. 

3 Thus, till my last expiring day, 
I'll bless my God and King ; 
Thus will I lift my hands to pray, 
And tune my lips to sing. 

105 PSALM 6*3. C 
Early Praise. 

1 Lord, thee, my God, I'll early seek ; 

My soul doth thirst for thee ; 
My flesh longs in a dry, parched land 
Wherein no waters be, — 

2 That I thy power may behold, 

And brightness of thy face, 
As I have seen thee heretofore 
Within thy holy place. 

3 Since better is thy love than life, 

My lips thee praise shall give, 
I in thy name will lift my hands, 
And bless thee while I live :— 

4 When I do thee upon my bed 

Remember with delight, 
And when on thee I meditate 
In watches of the night. 

5 In shadow of thy wings I'll joy, 

For thou mine help hast been. 
My soul thee follows hard ; and me 
Thy right hand doth sustain. 

106 PSALM 64. C 
Prayer in Peril. 

1 Hear me , O Lord ! regard my prayer ! 

Foes lurk without, within, 
In secret spread the subtle snare 
To lead me into sin. 

2 Be thou my shield and hiding-place 

Against their ill design ; 
Display thy love and covenant grace, 
And show me I am thine. 



PSALMS 65, 66. 



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3 Forgive the sins my heart laments, 

The inward thoughts of wrong ; 
The listless hours of ease misspent, 
And make thy grace my song. 

4 So shall the saints record the hour 

When thou didst bend thine ear, 
And manifest thy promised power 
To scatter every fear. 

5 In God the righteous shall be glad, 

In him shall put their trust ; 
While foes shall at their feet be laid 
And humbled in the dust. 

107 PSALM 65. C. M. 
Worship of God in his Temple. 

1 Praise waits in Zion, Lord ! for thee ; 

There shall our vows be paid ; 
Thou hast an ear when sinners pray j • 
All flesh shall seek thine aid. 

2 O Lord ! our guilt and fears prevail, 

But pardoning grace is thine ; 
And thou wilt grant us power and skill, 
To conquer every sin. 

3 Blest are the men, whom thou wilt choose 

To bring them near thy face ; 
Give them a dwelling in thy house, 
To feast upon thy grace/ 

4 In answering what thy church requests, 

Thy truth and terror shine ; 
And works of dreadful righteousness 
Fulfill thy kind design. 

5 Thus shall the wondering nations see, 

The Lord is good and just ; 
The distant isles shall fly to thee, 
And make thy name their trust. 

108 PSALM 65. C. M. 
Praise in Zion. 

1 Praise w r aits for thee in Zion, Lord, 

To thee vows paid shall be. 
O thou, that hearer art of prayer, 
All flesh shall come to thee. 

2 The man is blest whom thou dost choose, 

And make approach to thee, 
That he within thy courts, O Lord, 
May still a dweller be. 

3 W T e surely shall be satisfied 

With thy abundant grace, 
And with the goodness of thy house, 
Ev'n of thy holy place. 

4 By fearful works and terrible, 

Thou in thy righteousness, 
O God our Saviour, to our prayers 
Thy answer doth express. 



5 And so all ends of earth shall place 
Their confidence in thee, 
Ev'n those who dwell in distant lands, 
And far off on the sea. 

109 PSALM 65. C. M. 
Goodness of God in the Seasons. 

1 'Tis by thy strength the mountains stand, 

God of eternal power ! 
The sea grows calm at thy command, 
And tempests cease to roar. 

2 Thy morning light and evening shade 

Successive comforts bring ; 
Thy plenteous fruits make harvest glad, 
Thy flowers adorn the spring. 

3 Seasons and times, and moons and hours, 

Heaven, earth, and air are thine ; 
When clouds distill in fruitful showers. 
The author is divine. 

4 The thirsty ridges drink their fill, 

And ranks of corn appear ; 
Thy ways abound with blessings still, 
Thy goodness crowns the year. 

110 PSALM 66. C. M. 

The God of Providence. 

1 Sing, all ye nations ! to the Lord, 
Sing with a joyful noise ; 
j With melody of sound record 
j His honors and 3~our joys. 

\ 2 Say to the Power that shakes the skv, — 
i " How terrible art thou ! 
j Sinners before thy presence fly, 
Or at thy feet they bow." 

3 He made the ebbing channel dry, 

While Israel passed the flood ; 
There did the church begin their joy, 
And triumph in their God. 

4 Through watery deeps and fiery ways, 

We march at thy command, 
Led to possess the promised place, 
By thine unerring hand. 

5 Oh, bless our God, and never cease • 

Ye saints ! fulfill his praise ; 
He keeps our life, maintains our peace, 
And guides our doubtful ways. 

111 PSALM 66. C. M. 

Praise to God for hearing Prayer. 

1 Now shall my solemn vows be paid 
To that almighty Power, 
Who heard the long requests I made, 
In my distressful hour. 



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PSALMS 67, 68, 69, 70. 



2 My lips and cheerful heart prepare 

To make his mercies known ; 
Come, ye who fear my God ! and hear 
The wonders he has done. 

3 When on my head huge sorrows fell, 

I sought his heavenly aid : 
He saved my sinking soul from hell, 
And death's eternal shade. 

4 Had sin lain covered in my heart 

While prayer employed my tongue, 
The Lord had shown me no regard, 
Nor I his praises sung. 

5 But God— his name be ever blessed— 

Hath set my spirit free, 
Nor turned from him my poor request, 
Nor turned his heart from me. 

112 PSALM 67. C M. 
Enlargement of the Church. 

1 Shine, mighty God, on Zion shine 

With beams of heavenly grace ; 
Reveal thy power through all our coasts, 
And show thy smiling face. 

2 When shall thy name from shore to shore 

Sound all the earth abroad ; 
And distant nations know and love 
Their Saviour and their God ? 

3 Earth shall obey his high command, 

And yield a full increase ; 
Our God will crown his chosen land 
With fruitfulness and peace. 

4 God the Redeemer scatters round 

His choicest favors here, 
While the creation's utmost bound 
Shall see, adore, and fear. 

113 PSALM 68. L. M. 
God's Majesty. 

1 Kingdoms and thrones to God belong ; 
Crown him, ye nations, in your song :' 
His wondrous names and powers rehearse j 
His honors shall enrich your verse. 

2 He shakes the heavens with loud alarms ; 
How terrible is God in arms ! 

In Israel are his mercies known, 
Israel is his peculiar throne. 

3 Proclaim him king, pronounce him blest ; 
He's your defence, your joy, your rest : 
When terrors rise and nations' faint, 
God is the strength of every saint. 



114 psalm 68. L. M. 

Christ's Ascension. 

1 Lord, when thou didst ascend on high, 
Ten thousand angels filled the sky : 
Those heavenly guards around thee wait, 
Like chariots that attend thy state. 

2 Not Sinai's mountain could appear 
More glorious when the Lord was there ; 
While he pronounced his dreadful law, 
And struck the chosen tribes with awe. 

3 How bright the triumph none can tell, 
When the rebellious powers of hell, 
That thousand souls had captive made, 
Were all in chains, like captives, led. 

4 Raised by his Father to the throne, 
He sent the promised Spirit down, 
With gifts and grace for rebel men, 
That God might dwell on earth again. 

115 PSALM 69. L. M. 
Pardon throtigh the Sufferings of Christ. 

1 Deep in our hearts let us record 
The deeper sorrows of our Lord ( 
Behold the rising billows roll, 
To overwhelm his holy soul. 

2 Yet, gracious God, thy power and love 
Have made the curse a blessing prove j 
Those dreadful sufferings of thy Son 
Atoned for crimes which we had done 

3 Oh, for his sake our guilt forgive, 
And let the mourning sinner live ; — 
The Lord will hear us in his name, 
Nor shall our hope be turned to shame. 

116 psalm 70. L. M. 
Prayer for Christ's Coming. 

1 O thou whose hand the kingdom sways, 
Whom earth, and hell, and heaven obeys j 
To help thy chosen sons appear, 

And show thy power and glory near. 

2 Oh, haste, with every gift inspired, 
With glory, truth, and grace attired ; 
Thou Star of heaven's eternal morn, 
Thou Sun whom beams divine adorn ! 

3 Saints shall be glad before thy face, 
And grow in love, and truth, and grace ; 
Thy church shall blossom in thy sight, 
And yield her fruits of pure delight. 



4 Oh, hither, then, thy footsteps bend! 
Swift as a roe, from hills descend ; 
Mild as the Sabbath's cheerful ray, 
Till life unfolds eternal day. 



PSALMS 7i, 72. 



117 ■ psalm 71. C. M. 

The aged Saint's Reflection and Hope. 

1 My God ! my everlasting hope ! 

I live upon thy truth ! 
Thy hands have held my childhood up, 
And strengthened all my youth. 

2 Still has my life new wonders seen, 

Repeated every year ; 
Behold my days that yet remain, 
I trust them to thy care. 

3 Cast me not off when strength declines, 

When hoary hairs arise ; 
And round me let thy glories shine, 
Whene'er thy servant dies. 

4 Then, in the history of my age, 

When men review my days, 
They'll read thy love in every page, 
In every line — thy praise. 

118 psalm 71. C. M. 
Praise to the Saviour. 

1 My Saviour ! my almighty friend • 

When I begin thy praise, 
Where will the growing numbers end, — 
The numbers of thy grace ? 

2 Thou art my everlasting trust • 

Thy goodness I adore ; 
And, since I knew thy graces first, 
I speak thy glories more. 

3 My feet shall travel all the length 

Of the celestial road ; 
And march, with courage, in thy strength, 
To see my Father God. 

4 When I am filled with sore distress 

For some surprising sin, 
I'll plead thy perfect righteousness, 
And mention none but thine. 

5 How will my lips rejoice to tell 

The victories of my King ! 
My soul, redeemed from sin and hell, 
Shall thy salvation sing. 

119 PSALM 72. C. M. 
The Churches Increase, 

1 O Lord, thy judgments give the King, 

His Son thy Righteousness. 
With right he shall thy people judge, 
Thy poor with uprightness. 

2 Of corn an handful in the earth 

On tops of mountains high, 
With prosperous fruit shall shake like trees 
On Lebanon that be. 



3 His name for ever shall endure ; 

Last like the sun it shall : 
Men shall be blessed in him, and blest 
All nations shall him call. 

4 Now blessed be the Lord our God, 

The God of Israel, 
For he alone doth wondrous works, 
In glory that excel. 

5 And blessed be his glorious name 

To all eternity : 
The whole earth let his glory fill, 
Amen, so let it be ! 

120 psalm 72. 7, 6. 

The Blessings of Christ's Kingdom. 

1 Hail to the Lord's anointed, 

Great David's greater Son ! 
Hail, in the time appointed, 

His reign on earth begun ! 
He comes to break oppression, 

To set the captive free, 
To take away transgression, 

And rule in equity. 

2 He comes, with succor speedy 

To those who suffer wrong ; 
To help the poor and needy, 

And bid the weak be strong ; 
To give them songs for sighing, 

Their darkness turn to light, 
Whose souls, condemned and dying, 

Were precious in his sight. 

3 He shall come down like showers 

Upon the fruitful earth, 
And love, and joy, like flowers, 

Spring in his path to birth : 
Before him, on the mountains, 

Shall peace the herald go, 
And righteousness in fountains 

From hill to valley flow. 

4 Arabia's desert-ranger 

To him shall bow the knee ; 
The Ethiopian stranger 

His glory come to see : 
With offerings of devotion, 

Ships from the isles shall meet, 
To pour the wealth of ocean 

In tribute at his feet. 

5 Kings shall fall down before him, 

And gold and incense bring : 
All nations shall adore him • 

His praise all people sing • 
For he shall have dominion 

O'er river, sea, and shore, 
Far as the eagle's pinion 

Or dove's light wing can soar. 



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6 For him shall prayer unceasing 

And daily vows ascend ; 
His kingdom still increasing, 

A kingdom without end. 
The heavenly dew shall nourish 

A seed in weakness sown, 
Whose fruit shall spread and nourish, 

And shake like Lebanon. 

7 O'er every foe victorious, 

He on his throne shall rest ; 
From age to age more glorious, 

All-blessing and all-biessed. 
The tide of time shall never 

His covenant remove ; 
His name shall stand for ever ; 

His great, best name of Love ! 

121 psalm 72. L. M. 

Christ' 's Kingdom among the Gentiles. 

1 Jesus shall reign where'er the sun 
Does his successive journeys run ; 

His kingdom stretch from shore to shore, 
Till moons shall wax and wane no more. 

3 For him shall endless prayer be made, 
And endless praises crown his head ; 
His name, like sweet perfume, shall rise 
With every morning-sacrifice. 

3 People and realms of every tongue 
Dwell on his love, with sweetest song ; 
And infant voices shall proclaim 
Their early blessings on his name. 

4 Blessings abound wmere'er he reigns ; 
The prisoner leaps to lose his chains ; 
The weary find eternal rest, 

And all the sons of want are blest. 

5 Let every creature rise and bring 
Peculiar honors to our King ; 
Angels descend with songs again, 
And earth repeat the loud Amen ! 

122 psalm 72. L. M. 

The Kingdom of Christ. 

% Great God ! whose universal sway 
The known and unknown worlds obey j 
Now give the kingdom to thy Son ; 
Extend his power, exalt his throne. 

2 As rain on meadows newly mown, 
So shall he send his influence down ; 
His grace, on fainting souls, distills 
Like heavenly dew, on thirsty hills. 

3 The heathen lands, that lie beneath 
The shades of overspreading death, 



Revive at his first dawning light - 
And deserts blossom at the sight. 

4 The saints shall flourish in his days, 
Dressed in the robes of joy and praise ; 
Peace, like a river, from his throne, 
Shall flow to nations yet unknown. 

123 psalm 72. L. M. 

The Churc/is Growth. 

1 O God, thy judgments give the king, 

His royal Son, thy righteousness ! 
He to thy people right shall bring, 
With judgment shall thy poor redress. 

2 On hill-tops sown a little corn 

Like Lebanon with fruit shall bend ; 
New life the city shall adorn ; 
She shall like grass grow and extend. 

3 Long as the sun his name shall last, 

It shall endure through ages all 5 
And men shall still in him be blest. 
Blest all the nations shall him call. 

4 Now blessed be the mighty One, 

Jehovah, God of Israel, 
For he alone hath wonders done, 
And deeds in glory that excel. 

5 And blessed be his glorious name, 

Long as the ages shall endure. 
O'er all the earth extend his fame : 
Amen, amen, for evermore ! 

124 psalm 73. C. M. 

God the Portion of the Soul. 

1 God, my supporter, and my hope, 

My help for ever near, 
Thine arm of mercy held me up, 
When sinking in despair. 

2 Thy counsels. Lord, shall guide my feet 

Through this dark wilderness ; 
Thine hand conduct me near thy seat, 
To dwell before thy face. 

3 Were I in heaven, without my God, 

'Twould be no joy to me ; 
And while the earth is my abode, 
I long for none but thee. 

4 What if the springs of life were broke, 

And flesh and heart should faint, 
Thou art my soul's eternal rock, 
The strength of every saint. 

5 Then to draw near to thee, my God, 

Shall be my sweet employ ; 
My tongue shall sound thy works abroad, 
And tell the world my joy. 



PSALMS 73, 

125 psalm 73. C. M. 

Faint i Jig- for God. 

1 0*1, whom have I in heavens high 

But thee, O Lord, alone? 
And in the earth whom I desire 
Besides thee there is none. 

2 My flesh and heart do faint and fail, 

But God my heart sustains ; 
The strength and portion of my heart 
He evermore remains. 

3 But surely it is good for me 

That I draw near to God : 
In God I trust, that all thy works 
I may declare abroad. 

4 With thy good counsel while I live 

Thou wilt me safely guide • 
And into glory afterward 
Receive me" to abide. 

126 psalm 74. C. M. 
The Church in Affliction. 

1 Will God for ever cast us off? 

His wrath for ever smoke 
Against the people of his love, — 
His little chosen flock? 

2 Think of the tribes, so dearly bought 

With their Redeemer's blood ; 
Nor let thy Zion be forgot, 
Where once thy glory stood. 

3 Oh, come to our relief in haste ; 

Aloud our ruin calls : 
See, what a wide and fearful waste 
Is made within thy walls. 

4 And still, to heighten our distress, 

Thy presence is withdrawn ; 
Thy wonted signs of power and grace— 
Thy power and grace are gone. 

5 No prophet speaks to calm our grief, 

But all in silence mourn ; 
Nor know the times of our relief,— 
The hour of thy return. 

127 psalm 75. C. M 

Deliverance Acknowledged. 
t To thee, most high and holy God, 
To thee our hearts we raise ; 
Thy works declare thy name abroad, 
Thy works demand our praise. 

2 Our fathers once, thy favored sons, 

Beheld their foes arise ; 
And sore oppressed by earthly thrones, 
They sought help from the skies. 

3 'Twas then arose, with equal power, 

Thy vengeance and thy grace, 



74, 75, 76, 77. 37 

To scourge invaders from the shore, 
And save thy chosen race. 

4 Now let oppressors sink their pride, 
Nor lift so high their rod, 
But lay their impious thoughts aside, 
And own the sovereign God. 

128 PSALM 76. C. M. 
God" s Destrtiction of his ancient Foes. 

1 In Judah, God of old was known j 

His name in Israel great ; 
In Salem stood his holy throne, 
And Zion was his seat. 

2 Among the praises of his saints, 

His dwelling there he chose ; 
There he received their just complaints 
Against their haughty foes. 

3 At thy rebuke, O Jacob's God ! 

What haughty monarchs fell ; 
Who knows the terrors of thy rod ? 
Thy vengeance who can tell ? 

4 What power can stand before thy sight, 

When once thy wrath appears ? 
When heaven shines round with dreadful 
light, 

The earth lies still and fears. 

5 When God, in his own sovereign ways 

Comes down to save the oppressed, 
The wrath of man shall work his praise, 
And he'll restrain the rest. 

129 psalm 77. C. M. 
The Exodus-. 

1 O God, most holy is thy way 

In thy divine abode ; 
Who is so great a god of might 
As our almighty God ? 

2 Thou art the God of wondrous deeds 

Performed by thy right hand ; 
Thou hast declared thy strength among 
The tribes of every land. 

3 The clouds poured out abundant rain, 

Loud sounds filled all the sky ; 
Yea, here and there on every side 
Thy arrows swift did fly. 



4 Thy paths were in the waters great, 

Thy way was in the sea, 
Thy footsteps 'mid the deep sea waves 
Were only known to thee. 

5 And like a flock of sheep thou didst 

Thy people safely guide 
By Moses' and by Aaron's han 
Through all the desert wide. 



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130 psalm 77. 7, 6. D. 

Faith prevailing over despondency, 

1 In time of tribulation, 

Hear, Lord ! my feeble cries j 
With humble supplication 

To thee my spirit flies : 
My heart with grief is breaking ; 

Scarce can my voice complain : 
Mine eyes, with tears kept waking, 

Still watch and weep in vain. 

2 The days of old, in vision, 

Bring vanished bliss to view : 
The years of lost fruition 

Their joys in pangs renew : 
Remembered songs of gladness, 

Through night's lone silence brought, 
Strike notes of deeper sadness, 

And stir desponding thought. 

3 Hath God cast off for ever? 

Can time his truth impair? 
His tender mercy, never 

Shall I presume to share ? 
Hath he his loving-kindness 

Shut up in endless wrath ? 
No : this is mine own blindness, . 

That can not see his path. 

4 I call to recollection 

The years of his right hand ; 
And, strong in his protection, 

Again through faith I stand. 
Thy deeds, O Lord, are wonder, 

Holy are all thy ways ; 
The secret place of thunder 

Shall utter forth thy praise. 

5 '^\iee, with the tribes assembled, 

O God, the billows saw ; 
They saw thee, and they trembled, 

Turned, and stood still with awe : 
The clouds shot hail, — they lightened ; 

The earth reeled to and fro j 
The fiery pillar brightened 

The gulf of gloom below. 

6 Thy way is in great waters : 

Thy footsteps are not known : 
Let Adam's sons and daughters 

Confide in thee alone. 
Through the wild sea thou leddest 

Thy chosen flock of yore : 
Still on the waves thou treadest, 

And thy redeemed pass o'er. 

131 PSALM 78. L. M. 
The old Story of Grace. 

1 Great God, how oft did Israel prove 
By turns thine anger and thy love ! 
There in a glass our hearts may see 
How fickle and how false they be. 



2 The Lord consumed their years in pain, 
And made their travels long and vain ; 

A tedious march through unknown ways, 
Wore out their strength, and orient their days. 

3 Oft, when they saw their brethren slain, 
They mourned, and sought the Lord again • 
Called him the Rock of their abode, 
Their high Redeemer, and their God. 

4 Yet could his sovereign grace forgive 
The men who ne'er deserved to live j 
His anger oft away he turned, 

Or else with gentle flame it burned. 

5 He saw their flesh was.weak and frail, 
He saw temptations still prevail ; 
The God of Abraham loved them still, 
And led them to his holy hill. 

132 P.SALM 79. L. M. 
Prayer in Peril. 

1 Behold, O God, what cruel foes, 

Thy peaceful heritage invade ; 
Thy holy temple stands defiled, 
In dust thy sacred walls are laid. 

2 Deep from the prison's horrid glooms, 

Oh, hear the mourning captive sigh, 
And let thy sovereign power reprieve 
The trembling souls condemned to die. 

3 Let those who dared insult thy reign, 

Return dismayed, with endless shame, 
While heathen, who thy grace despise, 
Shall from thy justice learn thy name. 

4 So shall thy children, freed from death, 

Eternal songs of honor raise, 
And every future age shall tell 
Thy sovereign power and pardoning grace. 

133 PSALM 80. L. M. 
Prayer in Declension. 

1 Great Shepherd of thine Israel ! 
Who didst between the cherubs dwell, 
And lead the tribes, thy chosen sheep, 
Safe through the desert and the deep. ; — 

2 Thy Church is in the desert now ; 

Shine from on high and guide us through j 
Turn us to thee, thy love restore ; 
We shall be saved, and sigh no more. 

3 Hast thou not planted, with thy hand, 
A lovely vine in this our land ? 

Did not thy power defend it round, 
And heavenly dews enrich the ground? 

4 How did the spreading branches shoot, 
And bless the nations with the fruit ! 
But now, O Lord ! look down and see 
Thy mourning vine, that lovely tree. 



PSALMS 8 



I, 82, 83, 84. 



5 Return, almighty God ! return, 

Nor let thy bleeding vineyard mourn : 
Turn us to thee, thy love restore ; 
We shall be saved, and sigh no more. 

134 FSALM 8l. S. M. 
Worship ordained of old. 

1 Sing to the Lord, our Might, 

With holy fervor sing ; 
Let hearts and instruments unite 
To praise our heavenly King. 

2 This is his holy house ; 

And this his festal day, 
When he accepts the humblest vows, 
That we sincerely pay. 

3 The Sabbath to our sires 

In mercy first was given ; 
The Church her Sabbaths still requires 
To speed her on to heaven. 

4 We still, like them of old, 

Are in the wilderness ; 
And God is still as near his fold, 
To pity and to bless. 

5 Then let us open wide 

Our hearts for him to fill ; 
And he, that Israel then supplied, 
Will help his Israel still. 

135 PSALM 82. S. M. 
11 The Judge of all the Earth." 

1 Among the men of might, 

The mighty God doth stand : 
He stands to order judgment right 
To judges of the land. 

2 11 How long with wrongful aid, 

The oppressor's cause protect? 
How long, by gift and favor swayed, 
The wicked man respect? " 

3 They will not understand ; 

In darkness on they go : 
Quake all the pillars of the land j 
They totter to and fro. 

4 O God, assert thy might, 

Pronounce thy just decree ; 
The heritage of earth by right 
Belongs, O Lord, to thee. 

136 psalm 83. S. M, 

44 Thy hidden ones." 
1 And will the God of grace 
Perpetual silence keep ? 
The God of justice hold his peace, 
Ajid let his vengeance sleep? 



2 Behold what cruel snares 

The men of mischief spread ; 
The men that hate thy saints and theo, 
Lift up their threatening head. 

3 Against thy hidden ones, 

T heir counsels they employ ; 
And malice, with her watchful eye, 
Pursues them to destroy. 

4 Awake, almighty God, 

And call thy power to mind ; 
Make them to bow before thy will. 
And let them pardon find. 

5 Then shall the nations know 

Thy glorious, dreadful word ; 
Jehovah is thy name alone, 
And thou the sovereign Lord. 

137 PSALM 84. C. 
44 How lovely is the place." 

1 My soul, how lovely is the place, 

To which thy God resorts ! 
'Tis heaven to see his smiling face, 
Though in his earthly courts. 

2 There the great Monarch of the skies 

His saving power displays ; 
And light breaks in upon our eyes, 
With kind and quickening rays. 

3 With his rich gifts, the heavenly Dove 1 

Descends and fills the place ; 
While Christ reveals his wondrous love, 
And sheds abroad his grace. 

4 There, mighty God, thy words declare 

The secrets of thy will ; 
And still we seek thy mercy there, 
And sing thy praises still. 

138 PSALM 84. C 
God's House. 

1 How lovely is thy dwelling-place, 

O Lord of hosts, to me ! 
The tabernacles of thy grace 
How pleasant, Lord, they be ! 

2 My thirsty soul longs veh'mently, 

Yea faints, thy courts to see : 
My very heart and flesh cry out, 
O living God, for thee. 

3 Lord God of hosts, hear thou my prayer 

O Jacob's God, give ear : 
See, God, our shield ; look on the face 
Of thy Anointed dear. 

4 For in thy courts one day excels 

A thousand ; rather in 
Mv God's house will I keep a door, 
Than dwell in tents of sin. 



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PSALM 84. 



5 For God the Lord 's a sun and shield : 

He'll grace and glory give • 
And no good thing will he withhold 
From them that justly live. 

6 O thou that art the Lord of hosts ! 

That man is truly blest, 
Who with unshaken confidence 
On thee alone doth rest. 

139 PSALM 84. C. M. 

Delight in Worship. 

x How lovely are thy dwellings fair, 
O Lord of hosts ! how dear 
The pleasant tabernacles are, 
Where thou dost dwell so near ! 

2 My soul doth long and almost die 

Thy courts, O Lord ! to see ; 
My heart and flesh aloud do cry, 
O living God ! for thee. 

3 Happy, who in thy house reside, 

Where thee they ever praise ; 
Happy, whose strength in thee doth bide, 
And in their hearts thy ways. 

4 They journey on from strength to strength, 

With joy and gladsome cheer, 
Till all before our God at length 
In Zion do appear. 

140 PSALM 84. 
11 Thine Altars, my God." 

1 Pleasant are thy courts above, 
In the land of light and love ; 
Pleasant'are thy courts below, 
In this land of sin and woe. 
Oh, my spirit longs and faints 
For the converse of thy saints, 
For the brightness of thy face, 
For thy fullness, God of grace ! 

2 Happy birds that sing and fly 
Round thy altars, O Most High ! 
Happier souls that find a rest 
In their Heavenly Father's breast I 
Like the wandering dove that found 
No repose on earth around, 
They can to their ark repair, 
And enjoy it ever there. 

3 Happy souls ! their praises flow, 
Even "in this vale of woe ; 
Waters in the desert rise, 
Manna feeds them from the skies ; 
On they. go from strength to strength, 

I Till they reach thy throne at length ; 
At thy feet adoring fall, 
Who hast led them safe through all. 



4 Lord, be mine this prize to win, 
Guide me through this world of sin j 

Keep me by thy saving grace, 
Give me at"thy side a place ; 
Sun and Shield alike thou art, 
Guide and guard my erring heart ; 
Grace and glory flow from thee, 
Shed, oh, shed them, Lord, on me. 

141 PSALM 84. 
Delights 0/ public Worship. 

1 Lord of Hosts, how lovely fair, 
Ev'n on earth thy temples are j 
Here thy waiting people see 
Much of heaven, and much of thee. 

2 From thy gracious presence flows 
Bliss that softens all our woes j 
While thy Spirit's holy fire 
Warms our hearts with pure desire. 

3 Here we supplicate thy throne, 
Here thou mak'st thy glories known ; 
Here we learn tlry righteous ways, 
Taste thy love and sing thy praise. 

4 Thus with sacred songs of joy, 
We our happy lives employ ; 
Love, and long to love thee more, 
Till from earth to heaven we soar. 

142 PSALM 84. H 
Divine Worship. 

Lord of the worlds above ! 

How pleasant, and how fair, 
The dwellings of thy love, 

Thine earthly temples are ! 
To thine abode my heart aspires, 
With warm desires to see my God. 
Oh, happy souls who pray, 

Where "God appoints to hear ! 
Oh, happy men who pay 

Their constant service there ! 
They praise thee still ; and happy they. 
Who love the way to Zion's hill. 
They go from strength to strength, 

Through this dark vale of tears, 
Till each arrives at length, 

Till each in heaven appears ; 
Oh, glorious seat, when God, our King, 
Shall thither bring oar willing feet ! 

143 PSALM 84. H 

Joy in God's Hozise. 

1 To spend one sacred day, 

Where God and saints abide, 
Affords diviner joy, 

Than thousand days beside ; 
Where God resorts, I love it more 
To keep the door, than shine in courts. 



7. D. 



PSALMS 84, 85. 



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God is our sun and shield, 

Our light and our defence ; 
With gifts his hands are filled, 

We 'draw our blessings thence ; 
He shall bestow, on Jacob's race, 
Peculiar grace and glory too. 

3 The Lord his people loves ; 

His hand no good withholds 
From those his heart approves, 

From pure and pious souls : 
Thrice happy he, O God of hosts ! 
Whose spirit trusts alone in thee. 

144 PSALM 84. H. M. 
Longing for God's House. 

1 How lovely and how fair, 

O Lord of hosts ! to me 
Thy tabernacles are ! 

My flesh cries out for thee ; 
My heart and soul, with heavenward fire, 
To thee, the living God, aspire. 

2 Lord God of hosts ! give ear, 

A gracious answer yield ; 
O God of Jacob ! hear : 

Behold ! O God, our shield ! 
Look on thine own anointed One, 
And save through thy beloved Son. 

3 Lord ! I would rather stand 

A keeper at thy gate, 
Than at the king's right hand, 

In tents of worldly state ; 
One day within thy courts — one day 
Is worth a thousand cast away. 

4 God is a sun of light, 

Glory and grace to shed : 
God is a shield of might, 

To guard the faithful head ; 
O Lord of hosts ! how happy he, — 
The man who puts his trust in thee. 

145 PSALM 84. L. M. 
The Pleasures of public Worship. 

1 How pleasant, how divinely fair, 

O Lord of hosts ! thy dwellings are ! 
With long desire my spirit faints, 
To meet Jie assemblies of thy saints. 

2 My flesh would rest in thine abode, 
My panting heart cries out for God ; 
My God ! my King ! why should I be 
So far from all my joys, and thee ? 

3 Blest are the saints who sit on high, 
Around thy throne of majesty ; 
Thy brightest glories shine above, 
And all their work is praise and love. 



4 Blest are the souls, who find a place 
Within the temple of thy grace ; 
There they behold thy gentler rays, 
And seek thy face, andTearn thy praise. 

5 Cheerful they walk with growing strength, 
Till all shall meet in heaven at length ; 
Till all before thy face appear, 

And join in nobler worship there. 

146 PSALM 84. L. M. 
Divine Worship. 

1 Great God ! attend, while Zion sings 
The joy that from thy presence springs j 
To spend one day with thee on earth 
Exceeds a thousand days of mirth. 

2 Might I enjoy the meanest place 
Within thy house, O God of grace ! 
Not tents of ease, nor thrones of power, 
Should tempt my feet to leave thy door. 

3 God is our sun, he makes our day ; 
God is our shield, he guards our way 
From all the assaults of hell and sin, 
From foes without, and foes within. 

4 All needful grace will God bestow, 
And crown that grace with glory, too ; 
He gives us all things, and withholds 
No real good from upright souls. 

5 O God, our King, whose sovereign sway 
The glorious hosts of heaven obey, 
Display thy grace, exert thy power, 
Till all on earth thy name adore ! 

147 PSALM 85. L. M. 
Salvation by Christ. 

1 Salvation is for ever nigh 

The souls that fear and trust the Lord ; 
And grace, descending from on high, 
Fresh hopes of glory shall afford. 

2 Mercy and truth on earth are met, 

Since Christ, the Lord, came down from 
heaven ; 
By his obedience so complete 
Justice is pleased, and peace is given. 

3 Now truth and honor shall abound, 

Religion dwell on earth again, 
And heavenly influence bless the ground 
In our Redeemer's gentle reign. 

4 His righteousness is gone before, 

To give us free access to God ; 
Our wandering feet shall stray no more, 
But mark his steps and keep the road. 



42 PSALMS 86, 

148 psalm 86. L. M. 

Prayer in Trouble. 

1 Thy listening ear, O Lord, incline : 

Hear me, my God, distressed and weak ! 
Preserve my soul, for I am thine ; 
Oh, save me, for thine aid I seek ! 

2 To thee ascend my daily cries : 

Hear, Lord, in mercy hear my voice ! 
To thee my soul for comfort flies, 
Oh, bid thy servant's soul rejoice. 

3 'Tis thine in goodness to abound ; 

'Tis thine to pity and forgive ; 
'Tis thine to heal the bleeding wound, 
And grant the plaintive soul to live. 

4 Hear, O Jehovah, when I pray ! 

Attend my voice, my suppliant cry ! 
I call thee in affliction's day, 
For thou wilt listen, thou reply, 

5 And thee my heart shall still extol, 

Thy goodness chant, thy praises tell : 
For large thy love ; and thou my soul 
Hast rescued from the lowest hell. 

149 PSALM 87. L. M. 
The Birth-Place of the Saints. 

1 God, in his earthly temple, lays 
Foundation for his heavenly praise j 
He likes the tents of Jacob well • 
But still in Zion loves to dwell. 

2 His mercy visits everj T house, 

That pay their night and morning vows, 
But makes a more delightful stay, 
Where churches meet to praise and pray. 

3 What glories were described of old ! 
What wonders are of Zion told ! 
Thou city of our God below ! 

Thy fame shall Tyre and Egypt know. 

4 Egypt and Tyre, and Greek and Jew, 
Shall there begin their lives anew • 
Angels and men shall join to sing ' 
The hill where living waters spring. 

5 When God makes up his last account 
Of natives in his holy mount, 
'Twill be an honor to appear, 

As one new-born, or nourished there. 

150 psalm 83. L. M. 

The Resurrection. 
1 Shall man, O God of life and light ! 
For ever moulder in the grave ? 
Canst thou forget thy glorious work, 
Thy promise, and thy power to save ? 



87, 88, 89, 90. 

2 Cease, cease, ye vain, desponding fears! 
When Christ, our Lord, from darkness sprang, 
Death, the last foe, was captive led, 

And heaven with praise and wonder rang. 

3 Faith sees the bright eternal doors 
Unfold to make her children way ; 
They shall be clothed with endless life, 
And shine in everlasting day. 

4 The trump shall sound, the dead shall wake, 
From the cold tomb the slumberers spring ; 
Through heaven, with joy, their myriads rise 
And hail their Saviour and their King ! 

151 PSALM 89. C. M. 
God 's Mercies. 

1 The mercies of my God and King 

My tongue shall still pursue : 
Oh, "happy they who, while they sing 
Those mercies, share them too ! 

2 As bright and lasting as the sun, 

As lofty as the sky, 
From age to age, thy word shall run, 
And chance and change defy. 

3 The covenant of the King of kings 

Shall stand for ever sure ; 
Beneath the shadow of thy wings 
Thy saints repose secure. 

4 Thine is the earth, and thine the skies, 

Created at thy will : 
The waves at thy command arise, 
At thy command are still. 

5 In earth below, in heaven above, 

Who, who is Lord like thee ? 
Oh, spread the gospel of thy love, 
Till all thy glories see ! 

152 PSALM 90. C. M. 
kt Our God in ages pasty 

1 O God, our help in ages past, 

Our hope for years to come, 
Our shelter from the stormy blast, 
And our eternal home ! 

2 Before the hills in order stood, 

Or earth received her frame, 
From everlasting thou art God, 
To endless years the same. 

3 Time, like an ever-rolling stream, 

Bears all its sons away ; 
They fly forgotten, as a'dream 
Dies at the opening da3 T . 

4 Our God, our help in ages past, 

Our hope for years to come, 
Be thou our guard while troubles last, 
And our eternal home. 



PSALMS 



153 psalm 90. C. M. 

"So number oicr days." 

1 Lord, thou hast been our dwelling-place 

In generations all. 
Before thou ever hadst brought forth 
The mountains great or small ; 

2 Ere ever thou hadst formed the earth, 

And all the world abroad ; 
Ev'n thou from everlasting art 
To everlasting God. 

3 All our iniquities thou dost 

Before thy presence place ; 
Our secret sins dost set before 
The brightness of thy face. 

4 Who knows the power of thy wrath ? . 

According to thy fear 
So is thy wrath. Lord, teach thou us 
Our end in mind to bear 

5 And so to count our days, that we 

Our hearts may still apply 
To learn thy wisdom and thy truth, 
That we may live thereby. 

154 PSALM 90. L. M. 
God's Eternity. 

1 Through every age, eternal God ! 
Thou art our Rest, our safe Abode ; 

High was thy throne, ere heaven was made, 
Or earth thy humble footstool laid. 

2 Long hadst thou reigned, ere time began, 
Or dust was fashioned into man ; 

And long thy kingdom shall endure, 
When earth and time shall be no more. 

3 But man, weak man, is born to die, 
Made up of guilt and vanity ; 

Thy dreadful sentence, Lord ! was just, 
" Return, ye sinners ! to your dust." 

4 Death, like an overflowing stream, 
Sweeps us away ; our life's a dream ; 
An empty tale ; a morning flower, 
Cut down, and withered in an hour. 

5 Teach us, O Lord ! how frail is man 5 
And kindly lengthen out our span, 
Till a wise care of piety 

Fit us to die, and dwell with thee. 

155 psalm 91. L. M. 

Divine Protection amid Dangers. 
1 He that hath made his refuge God, 
Shall lind a most secure abode ; 
Shall walk all day beneath his shade, 
And there, at night, shall rest his head. 



9°. 9I» 9 2 . 43 

2 Then will I say,— u My God ! thy power 
Shall be my fortress and my tower ; 

I, who am formed of feeble dust, 
Make thine almighty arm my trust. :; 

3 Thrice happy man ! thy Maker's care 
Shall keep thee from the fowler's snare ; — 
Satan, the fowler, who betrays 
Unguarded souls a thousand ways. 

4 If burning beams of noon conspire 
To dart a pestilential tire ; 

God is thy life, — his wings are spread, 
To shield thee with a healthful shade. 

5 If vapors, with malignant breath, 
Rise thick and scatter midnight death, 
Israel is safe ; the poisoned air 
Grows pure, if Israel's God be there. 

156 psalm 92. L. M. 

The church is the garden of God. 

1 Lord, 'tis a pleasant thing to stand 
In gardens planted by thy hand ; 
Let me within thy courts be seen, 
Like a young cedar fresh and green. 

2 There grow thy saints in faith and love, 
Blest with thine influence from above ; 
Not Lebanon, with all its trees, 
Yields such a comely sight as these. 

3 The plants of grace shall ever live ; 
Nature decays, but grace must thrive : 
Time, that doth all things else impair, 
Still makes them flourish strong and fair. 

4 Laden with fruits of age, they show, 
The Lord is holy, just and true : 
None that attend his gates, shall find 
A God unfaithful or unkind. 

157 PSALM 92. L. M. 
Divine Worship. 

1 Sweet is the work, my God, my King, 

To praise thy name, give thanks, and sing ; 
To show thy love by morning light, 
And talk of all thy truth at night. 

2 Sweet is the day of sacred rest ; 

No mortal care shall seize my breast ; 
Oh, may my heart in tune be found, 
Like David's heart of solemn sound ! 

3 My heart shall triumph in my Lord, 
And bless his works and bless his word ; 
Thy works of grace, how bright they shine ! 
How deep thy counsels ! how divine ! 

4 Lord, I shall share a glorious part, 
When grace hath well refined my heart, 
And fresh suppies of joy are shed, 
Like holy oil to cheer my head. 



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PSALMS 93, 94, 95, 96, 97. 



5 Then shall I see, and hear, and know 
All T desired or wished below ; 
And every power find sweet employ, 
In that eternal world of joy. 

153 PSALM 93. L. M. 

The eternal and sovereign God. 

1 Jehovah reigns ; he dwells in light, 
Girded with majesty and might ; 
The world, created by his hands, 
Still on its first foundation stands. 

2 But, ere this spacious world was made, 
Or had its first foundation laid, 

Thy throne eternal ages stood, — 
Thyself, the ever-living God. 

3 Like floods, the angr}?- nations rise, 
And aim their rage against the skies : 
Vain floods, that aim their rage so high ! — ■ 
At thy rebuke the billows die. 

4 For ever shall thy throne endure, 
Thy promise stands for ever sure j 
And everlasting holiness 
Becomes the dwellings of thy grace. 

159 PSALM 94. L. M. 

God's Omniscience. 

1 Can guilty man, indeed, believe 

That he, who made and knows the heart, 
Shall not the oppressor's crimes perceive, 
Nor take his injured servant's part ? 

2 Shall he who, with transcendent skill, 

Fashioned the eye and formed the ear ; 
"Who modeled nature to his will, 
Shall he not see ? Shall he not hear ? 

3 Shall he, who framed the human mind, 

And bade its kindling spark to glow, 
Who all its varied powers combined, 
O mortal, say — shall he not know ? 

4 Vain hope ! his eye at once surveys 

Whatever fills creation's space ; 
He sees our thoughts, and marks our ways, 
He knows no bounds of time and place. 

5 Surrounded by his saints, the Lord 

Shall armed with holy vengeance came ; 
To each his final lot award, 
And seal the sinner's fearful doom. 

160 PSALM 95. C. M. 

u The Rock of our Salvation.^ 

1 Oh, come, let us in songs to God, 
Our cheerful voices raise, 
In joyful shouts let us the Rock 
Of our salvation praise. 



2 Let us before his presence come 

With praise and thankful voice ; 
Let us sing psalms to him with grace, 
And make a joyful noise. 

3 For God, a great God, and great King, 

Above all gods he is. 
Depths of the earth are in his hand, 
The strength of hills is his. 

4 To him the spacious sea belongs, 

For he the same did make ; 
The dry land also from his hands 
Its form at first did take. 

5 Oh, come, and let us worship him 

Let us bow down withal, 
And on our knees before the Lord 
Our Maker let us fall. 

161 PSALM 96. C. M. 
Chrisfs Coming. 

1 Sing to the Lord, ye distant lands, 

Ye tribes of every tongue ; 
His new-discovered grace demands 
A new and nobler song. 

2 Say to the nations Jesus reigns, 

God's own almighty Son ; 
His power the sinking world sustains, 
And grace surrounds his throne. 

3 Let heaven proclaim the joyful day ; 

Joy through the earth be seen j 
Let cities shine in bright arra} r , 
And fields in cheerful green. 

4 Let an unusual joy surprise 

The islands of the sea ; 
Ye mountains, sink : ye valleys, rise ; 
Prepare the Lord his way. 

5 Behold, he comes ; he comes to bless 

The nations, as their God, 
To show the world his righteousness, 
And send his truth abroad. 

162 PSALM 97. C. M< 
The Reign of Christ. 

1 Ye isles and shores of every sea ! 

Rejoice— the Saviour reigns : 
His word, like fire, prepares his way, 
And mountains melt to plains. 

2 Adoring angels, at his birth, 

Make the^Redeemer known ; 
Thus shall he come to judge the earth, 
And angels guard his throne. 

3 His foes shall tremble at his sight, 

And hills and seas retire ; 
His children take their upward flight, 
And leave the world on fire. 



PSALMS 98, 99, 100. 



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4 The seeds of joy and glory, sown 
For saints in darkness here, 
Shall rise and spring in worlds unknown, 
And a rich harvest bear. 

163 PSALM 98. C. M. 
The joyful Reign of Christ. 

1 Joy to the world, — the Lord is come ; 

Let earth receive her King ; 
Let every heart prepare him room, 
And heaven and nature sing. 

2 Joy to the earth,— the Saviour reigns ; 

Let men their songs employ ; 
While fields and floods, rocks, hills, and 
plains, 
Repeat the sounding joy. 

3 No more let sins and sorrows grow, 

Nor thorns infest the ground, 
He comes to make his blessings flow, 
Far as the curse is found. 

4 He rules the world with truth and grace, 

And makes the nations prove 
The glories of his righteousness, 
And wonders of his love. 

164 PSALM 98. C. M. 
A New Song. 

1 Oh, sing a new song to the Lord, 

• For wonders he hath done ; 
His right hand and his holy arm 
Him victory hath won. 

2 The great salvation wrought by him, 

Jehovah hath made known ; 
His justice in the heathen's sight 

He openly hath shown. 
3, He mindful of his grace and truth 

To Israel's house hath been : 
The great salvation of our God 

All ends of earth have seen. 

4 Let all the earth unto the Lord 

Send forth a joyful noise ; 
Lift up your voice aloud to him, 
Sing praises and rejoice. 

5 With harp, with harp, and voice of psalms, 

Unto JEHOVAH sing: 
With trumpets, cornets, gladly sound 
Before the Lord the King. 

165 PSALM 99. C. M. 

The Majesty of Christ. 

1 The Lord Jehovah reigns alone ; 
Let all the nations fear ; 
Let sinners tremble at his throne ; 
And saints be humble there. 



2 Jesus is crowned at his right hand, 

Let earth adore its Lord : 
Bright cherubs his attendants stand, 
And swift fulfill his word. 

3 In Zion is his rightful throne, 

His honors are divine ; 
His church shall make his wonders known, 
For there his glories shine. 

4 How great and holy is his name ! 

How terrible his praise'! 
Justice, and truth, and judgment join, 
In all his works of grace. 

5 Come, let us seek the Lord our God, 

And worship at his feet ; 
His ways are wisdom, power and truth, 
And mercy is his seat. 

166 psalm 100. L. M. 

The sovereign Jehovah. 

1 Before Jehovah's awful throne, 

Ye nations ! bow with sacred joy : 
Know that the Lord is God alone : 
He can create, and he destroy. 

2 His sovereign power, without our aid, 

Made us of clay, and formed us men ; 
And when, like wandering sheep, we strayed, 
He brought us to his fold again. 

3 We are his people, we his care, — 

Our souls, and all our mortal frame : 
What lasting honors shall we rear, 
Almighty Maker ! to thy name ? 

4 We'll crowd thy gates with thankful songs ; 

High as the heavens our voices raise ; 
And earth, with her ten thousand tongues, 
Shall fill thy courts with sounding praise. 

5 Wide as the world is thy command, 

Vast as eternitv, thy love ; 
Firm as a rock thy truth must stand, 
When rolling years shall cease to move. 

167 PSALM IOO. L.M. 
God^s Supreinacy. 

1 All people that on earth do dwell, 

Sing to the Lord with cheerful voice. 
Him serve with mirth, his praise forth tell, 
Come ye before him and rejoice. 

2 Know that the Lord is God indeed ; 

Without our aid he did us make : 
We are his flock, he doth us feed, 
And for his sheep he doth us take. 

3 Oh, enter then his gates with praise, 

Approach with joy his courts unto : 
Praise, laud, and bless his name always, 
For it is seemly so to do. 



4 6 



PSALMS 101, 102, 103. 



4 For why ? the Lord our God is good, 

His mercy is for ever sure ; 
His truth at all times firmly stood, 
And shall from age to age endure. 

168 PSALM IOI. L. M. 
The Magistrate 1 s Song. 

1 Mercy and judgment are my song ; 
And, since they both to thee belong, 
My gracious God ! my righteous King ! 
To thee my songs and vows I bring. 

2 I will not set mine eyes to wrong, 
Reproach shall not to me belong ; 
The faithful in my sight shall be ; 
The true shall dwell in peace with me. 

3 Let wisdom all my actions guide, 
And let my God with me reside : 

No wicked thing shall dwell with me, 
Which may provoke thy jealousy. 

4 Deceivers will I turn away, 
Nor in my house shall liars stay ; 
The wicked will I thus reward, 
And clear the city of the Lord. 

5 O Lord ! to thee my praise I bring, 
Of mercy and of judgment sing j 
In wisdom will I walk at home. 
When wilt thou to my dwelling come ? 

169 PSALM 102. C. M. 
Zion restored. 

1 Let Zion and her sons rejoice — 

Behold the promised hour ! 
Her God hath heard her mourning voice, 
And comes to exalt his power. 

2 Her dust and ruins that remain 

Are precious in our eyes ; 
Those ruins shall be built again, 
And all that dust shall rise. 

3 The Lord will raise Jerusalem, 

And stand in glory there j 
Nations shall bow before his name, 
And kings attend with fear. 

4 He sits a sovereign on his throne, 

With pity in his eyes ; 
He hears the dying prisoners' groan, 
And sees their sighs arise. 

5 He frees the souls condemned to death, 

Nor, when his saints complain, 
Shall it be said that praying breath 
Was ever spent in vain. 



170 PSALM I02. C. 
Christ's Coming. 

1 Thou shalt arise, and mercy have 

Upon thy Zion yet ; 
The time to favor her is come, 
The time that thou hast set. 

2 For in her rubbish and her stones 

Thy servants pleasure take ; 
Yea, 'they the very dust thereof 
Do favor for her sake. 

3 So shall the heathen people fear 

The Lord's most holy name : 
And all the kings on earth shall dread 
Thy glory and thy fame. 

4 When Zion b} T the mighty Lord 

Built up again shall be, 
In glory then and majesty 
To men appear shall he. 

171 PSALM 103. C. 
TJi a n ks giving. 

1 O Thou my soul, bless God the Lord : 

And all that in me is 
Be stirred up, his holy name 
To magnify and bless. 

2 Bless, O my soul, the Lord thy God ! 

And not forgetful be 
Of all his gracious benefits 
He hath bestowed on thee. 

3 All thine iniquities who doth 

Most graciously forgive : 
Who thy diseases all and pains 
Doth heal, and thee relieve. 

4 Who doth redeem thy life, that thou 

To death mayst not go down ; 
Who thee with loving-kindness doth 
And tender mercies crown : — 

5 Oh, bless the Lord, all ye his works, 

Wherewith the world is stored 
In his dominions everywhere ! 
My soul, bless thou the Lord ! 

172 psalm 103. S. 

Grate/til Acknowledgment. 

1 Oh, bless the Lord, my soul ! 

Let all within me join, 
And aid my tongue to bless his name, 
Whose favors are divine. 

2 Oh, bless the Lord, my soul ! 

Nor let his mercies lie 
Forgotten in unthankfulness, 
And without praises die. 



PSALMS 



3 "lis he forgives thy sins • 

'Tis he relieves thy pain ; 
'Tis he that heals thy sicknesses, 
And makes thee young again. 

4 He crowns thy life with love, 

When ransomed from the grave ; 
He, who redeemed my soul from hell, 
Hath sovereign power to save. 

5 He fills the poor with good ; 

He gives the sufferers rest : 
The Lord hath judgments for the proud, 
And justice for the oppressed. 

6 His wondrous works and ways 

He made by Moses known ; 
But sent the world his truth and grace 
By his beloved Son. 

173 psalm 103. S. M. 
11 God will not always chide.'' 1 

1 My soul, repeat his praise, 

Whose mercies are so great ; 
Whose anger is so slow to rise, 
So ready to abate. 

2 God will not always chide ; 

And when his strokes are felt, 
His strokes are fewer than our crimes, 
And lighter than our guilt. 

3 High as the heavens are raised 

Above the ground we tread, 
So far the riches of his grace 
Our highest thoughts exceed. 

4 His power subdues our sins, 

And his forgiving love, 
Far as the east is from the west, 
Doth all our guilt remove. 

174 psalm 103. S. M. 
The Lord's Pity. 

1 The pity of the Lord, 

To those that fear his name. 
Is such as tender parents feel / 
He knows our feeble frame.' 

2 He knows we are but dust, 

Scattered with every breath j 
His anger, like a rising wind, 
Can send us swift to death. 

3 Our days are as the grass, 

Or like the morning flower : 
If one sharp blast sweep o'er the field 
It withers in an hour. 

4 But thy compassions, Lord, 

To endless years endure ; 
And children's children ever find 
Thy words of promise sure. 



103, 104. 47 

175 psalm 103. L. M. 

The Goodness and Mercy of God. 

1 Bless, O my soul ! the living God, 

Call home thy thoughts that rove abroad ; 
Let all the powers, within me, join 
In work and worship so divine. 

2 Bless, O my soul ! the God of grace ; 
His favors claim thy highest praise : 
Why should the wonders he hath wrought 
Be lost in silence and forgot ? 

3 'Tis he, my soul ! who sent his Son 

To die for crimes which thou hast done : 
He owns the ransom, and forgives 
The hourly follies of our lives. 

4 Let the whole earth his power confess, 
Let the whole earth adore his grace ; 
The Gentile with the Jew shall join 

In work and worship so divine. 

176 psalm 103. L. M. 

The abounding compassion of God. 

1 The Lord, how wondrous are his ways ! 
How firm his truth, how large his grace ! 
He takes his mercy for his throne, 

And thence he makes his glories known. 

2 Not half so high his power hath spread, 
The starry heavens above our head, 
As his rich love exceeds our praise, 
Exceeds the highest hopes we raise. 

3 Not half so far hath nature placed 
The rising morning from the west, 
As his forgiving grace removes 
The daily guilt of those he loves. 

4 How slowly doth his wrath arise ! 
On swifter wings salvation flies ; 
And if he lets his anger burn, 
How soon his frowns to pity turn ! 

5 Amid' his wrath compassion shines ; 
His strokes are lighter than our sins ; 
And while his rod corrects his saints, 
His ear indulges their complaints. 

177 psalm 104. L. M. 

God the Creator. 

1 Vast are thy works, almighty Lord, 
All nature rests upon thy word ; 

A nd the whole race of creatures stand 
Waiting their portion from thy hand. 

2 But when thy face is hid they mourn, 
And, dying, to their dust return ; 
Both man and beast their souls resign ; 
Life, breath, and spirit, all are thine. 



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PSALMS 105, 106, 107. 



3 Yet thou canst breathe on dust again, 
And fill the world with beasts and men ; 
A word of thy creating breath 
Repairs the wastes of time and death. 

4 The earth stands trembling at thy stroke, 
And at thy touch the mountains smoke j 
Yet humble souls may see thy face, 
And tell their wants to sovereign grace. 

5 In thee my hopes and wishes meet, 
And make my meditations sweet ; 
Thy praises shall my breath employ, 
Till it expire in endless joy. 

178 psalm 105. " L. M. 
u Give thanks to God." 

1 Give thanks to God, invoke his name, 
In lofty psalms exalt his praise j 

His deeds through the whole world proclaim, 
And talk of all his works and ways. 

2 Ye who have made the Lord your choice, 
Recall to mind his works of love • 

Recount his wonders, and rejoice 
In him who lives and reigns above. 

3 Jehovah is our God axone, 

His words to endless years endure • 
His judgments through the earth are known, 
His covenant shall stand secure. 

4 For Zion's Lord is true and just, 
And he will crown with sure success 

The patient souls, who in him trust 
And rest upon his faithfulness. 

5 Exalt the glory of his name ; 

His saving strength betimes implore ; 
Let heart and lip declare his fame — 
And seek his presence evermore. 

179 PSALM 106. L. M. 

God praised for his Goodness and Mercy. 

1 Oh, render thanks to God above, 
The fountain of eternal love ; 
Whose mercv firm " l 



Whose mercy firm, through ages past, 
Has stood, and shall for ever last. 

180 psalm 107. L. M. 

Israel led to Canaan and Christians to Heaven. 

1 Give thanks to God — he reigns above ; 
Kind are his thoughts, his name is love j 
His mercy ages past have known, 

And ages long to come shall own. 

2 Let the redeemed of the Lord 
The wonders of his grace record ; 
Israel, the nation whom he chose, 
And rescued from their mighty foes. 

3 So when our first release we gain 
From sin's own yoke, and Satan's chain. 
We have this desert world to pass, — 

A dangerous and a tiresome place. 

4 He feeds and clothes us all the way, 
He guides our footsteps, lest we stray ; 
He guards us with a powerful hand, 
And brings us to the heavenly land. 

5 Oh, let us, then, with joy record 
The truth and goodness of the Lord • 
How great his works — how kind his ways ! 
Let every tongue pronounce his praise. 

181 PSALM I07. 7. 
Prayer for Divine Guidance. 

1 Thank and praise Jehovah's name ; 

For his mercies firm and sure, 
From eternity the same, 
To eternity endure. 

2 Let the ransomed thus rejoice, 

Gathered out of every land, 
As the people of his choice, 
Plucked from the destroyer's hand. 

3 In the wilderness astray, 

Hither, thither, while they roam, 
Hungry, fainting by the way, 

Far from refuge, shelter, home, — 



Has stood, and shall for ever last. 



3 Extend to me that favor, Lord ! 
Thou to thy chosen dost afford ; 
When thou returnest to set them free, 
Let thy salvation visit me. 

4 Oh, render thanks to God above, 
The fountain of eternal love : 



4 Then unto the Lord they cry 5 

He inclines a gracious ear, 
Sends deliverance from on high, 
Rescues them from all their fear. 

5 To a pleasant land he brings, 

Where the vine and olive grow, 
Where from flowery hills the springs 
Through luxuriant valleys flow. 

6 Oh, that men would praise the Lord 

Fo" his goodness to their race • 
For the wonders of his word, 
And the riches of his grace. 



2 Who can his mighty deeds express, 
Not only vast, but numberless ? 
What mortal eloquence can raise 
His tribute of immortal praise ? 



PSALMS 107, Io8 > io 9» I10 » Iir « 



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\82 psalm 107. 7. D. 

The Dangers of the Ocean. 
: They who toil upon the deep, 
And, in vessels light and frail, 
O'er the mighty waters sweep, 
With the billow and the gale, 
Mark what wonders God performs, — 

When he speaks, and, unconmied, 
Rush to battle all his storms, 
In the chariots of the wind. 

{ Up to heaven their bark is whirled, 

On the mountain of the wave ; 
Down as suddenly 'tis hurled 

To the abysses of the grave : 
To and fro they reel— they roll, 

As intoxicate with wine : 
Terrors paralyze their soul, 

Helm they quit, and hope resign. 

i Then unto the Lord they cry ; 

He inclines a gracious ear. 
Sends deliverance from on high, 

Rescues them from all their fear ; 
Oh, that men would praise the Lord, 

For his goodness to their race ; 
For the wonders of his word, 

And the riches of his grace. 

.33 PSALM 108. C. Mi 

A morning Song. 
Awake, my soul, to sound his praise, 

Awake my harp to sing ; 
Join all my powers the song to raise, 
And morning incense bring. 

• Among the people of his care, 
And through the nations round, 
Glad songs of praise will I prepare, 
And there his name resound. 

Be thou exalted, O my God, 

Above the starry train ; 
Diffuse thy heavenly grace abroad, 

And teach the world thy reign. 

So shall thy chosen sons rejoice, 

And throng thy courts above ; 
While sinners hear thy pardoning voice, 

And taste redeeming love. 

34 PSALM 109. C. M. 

The Example of Christ. 
God of my mercy and my praise ! 

Thy glory is my song ; 
Though sinners speak against thy grace 

With a blaspheming tongue. 

When, in the form of mortal man, 
Thy Son on earth was found, 



With cruel slanders, false and vain, 
They compassed him around. 

3 Their miseries his compassion move, 

Their peace he still pursued ; 
They render hatred for his love 
And evil for his good. 

4 Their malice raged without a cause • 

Yet, with his dying breath, 
He prayed for murderers on his cross, 
And blessed his foes in death. 

5 Lord ! shall thy bright example shine 

In vain before my eyes ? 
Give me a soul a-kin to thine, 
To love mine enemies. 

6 The Lord shall on my side engage, 

And, in my Saviour's name, 
I shall defeat their pride and rage, 
Who slander and condemn. 

185 PSALM 110. C. M. 

Christ's Kingdom and Priesthood. 

1 Jesus, our Lord ! ascend thy throne, 

And near thy Father sit : 
In Zion shall thy power be known, 
And make thy foes submit. 

2 What wonders shall thy gospel do ! 

Thy converts shall surpass 
The numerous drops of morning dew, 
And own thy sovereign grace. 

3 God hath pronounced a firm decree, 

Nor changes what he swore : — 
" Eternal shall thy priesthood be, 
When Aaron is no more." 

4 Jesus, our priest, for ever lives, 

To plead for us above ; 
Jesus, our king, for ever gives 
The blessings of his love. 

185 PSALM III. C. M. 

" Great is the Lord." 

1 Great is the Lord : his works of might 

Demand our noblest songs ; 
Let his assembled saints unite 
Their harmony of tongues. 

2 Great is the mercy of the Lord, 

He gives his children food ; 
And, ever mindful of his word, 
He makes his promise good. 

3 His Son, the great Redeemer came 

To seal his covenant sure ; 
Holy and reverend is his name, 
His ways are just and pure. 



5o 



PSALMS 112, 113, 114, 115. 



4 They that would grow divinely wise, 
Must with his fear begin ; 
Our fairest proof of knowledge lies 
In hating every sin. 

187 PSALM 112. 

L ibera I ity rewa rded. 

1 Happy is he who fears the Lord, 

And follows his commands ; 
Who lends the poor without reward, 
Or gives with liberal hands. 

2 As pity dwells within his breast, 

To all the sons of need, 
So God shall answer his request, 
With blessings on his seed. 

3 In times of danger and distress, 

Some beams of light shall shine, 
To show the world his righteousness, 
And give him peace divine. 

4 His works of piety and love 

Remain before the Lord ; 
Honor on earth, and joys above, 
Shall be his sure reward. 



C. M. 



188 



PSALM II3. 
Hallelujah, 
raise, oh, raise 



1 Hallelujah ! 
To our God the song of praise : 
All his servants join to sing 
God our Saviour and our King. 

2 Blessed be for evermore 

That dread name which we adore : 
Round the world his praise be sung, 
Through all lands, in every tongue. 

3 O'er all nations God alone, 
Higher than the heavens his throne ; 
Who is like to God most high, 
Infinite in majesty? 

4 Yet to view the heavens he bends ; 
Yea, to earth he condescends j 
Passing by the rich and great> 
For the low and desolate. 

5 He can raise the poor to stand 
With the princes of the land ; 
Wealth upon the needy shower ; 
Set the meanest high in power. 

6 He the broken spirit cheers ; 
Turns to joy the mourner's tears ; 
Such the wonders of his ways ; 
Praise his name — for ever praise. 

189 psalm 113. L. M. 

Praise for God's Condescension. 
1 Servants of God ! in joyful lays, 
Sing ye the Lord Jehovah's praise ; 



His glorious name let all adore, 
From age to age, for evermore. 

2 Blest be that name, supremely blest, 
From the sun's rising to its rest : 
Above the heavens his power is known ; 
Through all the earth his goodness shown. 

3 Who is like God ? — so great, so high, 
He bows himself to view the sk%; 
And yet, with condescending grace, 
Looks down upon the human race. 

4 He hears the uncomplaining moan, 
Of those who sit and weep alone ; 
He lifts the mourner from the dust, 
And saves the poor in him who trust. 

5 Servants of God ! in joyful lays, 
Sing ye the Lord Jehovah's praise ; 
His saving name let all adore, 
From age to age, for evermore. 

190 psalm 114. J.. M. 
Miracles attending Israel's Journey. 

1 When Israel, freed from Pharaoh's hand, 
Left the proud tyrant and his land, 

The tribes, with cheerful homage, own 
Their King, — and Judah was his throne. 

2 Across the deep their journey lay ; 
The deep divides to make them way : 
Jordan beheld their march, and fled, 
With backward current to his head. 

3 What power could make the deep divide — 
Make Jordan backward roll his tide ? 
Why did ye leap, ye little hills ? 

And' whence the fright that Sinai feels ? 

4 Let every mountain, every flood 
Retire and know the approaching God, 
The King of Israel : see him here ; 
Tremble, thou earth ; adore and fear. 

5 He thunders, and all nature mourns, 
The rock to standing pools he turns ; 
Flints spring with fountains at his word, 
And fires and seas confess the Lord. 

191 * psalm 115. L. M. 

The true God ; our hope and trtist. 

1 Not to ourselves, who are but dust, 

Not to ourselves is glory due ; 
Eternal God ! thou only just, 
Thou only gracious, wise and true ! 

2 The God we serve maintains his throne, 

Above the clouds, beyond the skies: 
Through all the earth his will is done ; 
He knows our groans, he hears our cries. 



PSALMS 116, 117, 118, 119. 51 



3 O Israel ! make the Lord thy hope, 

Thy help, thy refuge, and thy rest • 
The Lord shall build thy ruins up. 
And bless the people and the priest. 

4 The dead no more can speak thy praise, 

They dwell in silence and the grave ; 
But we shall live to sing thy grace, 
And tell the world thy power to save. 

192 PSALM Il6. C- M. 
Personal Consecration. 

1 What shall I render to my God, 

For all his kindness shown ? 
My feet shall visit thine abode, 
My songs address thy throne. 

2 Among the saints that fill thine house, 

My offering shall be paid ; 
There shall my zeal perform the vows, 
My soul in anguish made. 

3 How much is mercy thy delight, 

Thou ever blessed God ! 
How dear thy servants in thy sight ! 
How precious is their blood ! 

4 How happy all thy servants are ! 

How great thy grace to me ! 
My life, which thou hast made thy care, 
Lord, I devote to thee. 

193 PSALM Il6. C. M. 
tl Return unto thy rest. 1 ' 

1 God merciful and righteous is, 

Yea, gracious is our Lord. 
God saves the meek ; I was brought low, 
He did me help afford. 

2 O thou my soul ! do thou return 

Unto thy quiet rest ; 
For largely, lo, the Lord to thee 
His bounty hath expressed. 

3 For my distressed soul from death 

Delivered was by thee ; 
Thou didst my mourning eyes from tears, 
My feet from falling, tree. 

4 I'll of salvation take the cup, 

On God's name will I call ; 
I'll pay my vows now to the Lord 
Before his people all. 

194 PSALM T17. C. M. 

Praise to God froin all Nations. 

1 O all ye nations ! praise the Lord, 
Each with a different tongue ; 
In every language learn his word, 
And let his name be sung. 



2 His mercy reigns through every land, — 
Proclaim his grace abroad ; 
For ever firm his truth shall stand, — 
Praise ye the faithful God. 

195 PSALM Il8. C. M. 
Christ, the Foundation of his Church. 

1 Behold the sure foundation-stone. 

Which God, in Zion lays 
To build our heavenly hopes upon, 
And his eternal praise. 

2 Chosen of God, to sinners dear ; 

And saints adore his name : 
They trust their whole salvation here, 
Nor shall they suffer shame. 

3 The foolish builders, scribe and priest, 

Reject it with disdain ; 
Yet on this rock the church shall rest, 
And envy rage in vain. 

4 What though the gates of hell withstood ? 

Yet must the building rise : 
'Tis thine own work, almighty God ! 
And wondrous in our eyes. 

196 PSALM Il8. C. M. 
The Lord's Day. 

1 This is the day the Lord hath made ; 

He calls the hours his own : 
Let heaven rejoice, let earth be glad, 
And praise surround the throne. 

2 To-day he rose, and left the dead, 

And Satan's empire fell ; 
To-day the saints his triumph spread, 
And all his wonders tell. 

3 Hosanna to the anointed King, 

To David's holy Son ; 
Help us, O Lord ; descend, and bring 
Salvation from thy throne. 

4 Blest be the Lord who comes to men 

With messages of grace ; 
Who comes, in God his Father's name, 
To save our sinful race. 

5 Hosanna in the highest strains 

The church on earth can raise ; 
The highest heavens, in which he reigns, 
Shall give him nobler praise. 

197 PSALM 119. C. M. 

The Blessing of Obedience. 

1 Blessed are they that undefiled 
And straight are in the wa}^ - 
Who in the Lord's most holy law 
Do walk, and do not stray. 



52 PSALM 

2 Blessed are they who to observe 

His statutes are inclined ; 
And who do seek the living God 
With their whole heart and mind. 

3 Such in his ways do walk, and they 

Do no iniquity. 
Thou hast commanded us to keep 
Thy precepts carefully. 

4 Oh, that thy statutes to observe 

Thou wouldst my ways direct ! 
Then shall I not be shamed when I 
Thy precepts all respect. 

5 Then, with integrity of heart, 

Thee will I praise and bless, 
When I the judgments all have learned 
Of thy pure righteousness. 

198 psalm 119. C. M. 

Sincerity and Ooedience. 

1 Thou art my portion, O my God ! 

Soon as I know thy way, 
My heart makes haste to obey thy word, 
And suffers no dela} r . 

2 I choose the path of heavenly truth, 

And glory in my choice ; 
Not all the riches of the earth 
Could make me so rejoice. 

3 The testimonies of thy grace 

I set before mine eyes ; 
Thence I derive my daily strength, 
And there my comfort lies. 

4 Now I am thine, — for ever thine ; 

Oh, save thy servant, Lord ! 
Thou art my shield, my hiding-place, 
My hope is in thy word. 

199 psalm 119. C. M. 

The Word qziickens. 

1 My soul lies cleaving to the dust ; 

Lord, give me life divine ; 
From vain desires and every lust, 
Turn off these eyes of mine. 

2 I need the influence of thy grace 

To speed me in thy way, 
Lest I should loiter in my race 
Or turn my feet astray. 

3 Are not thv mercies sovereign still, 

And thou a faithful God? 
Wilt thou not grant me warmer zeal 
To run the heavenly road ? 

4 Does not my heart thy precepts love, 

And long to see thv face ? 
And yet how slow my spirits move 
Without enlivening grace ! 



119. 

5 Then shall I love thy gospel more. 
And ne'er forget thy word. 
When I have felt its quickening power 
To draw me near the Lord. 

200 psalm 119. C. M. 

The Holy Law. 

1 Oh, how I love thy holy law ! 

'Tis daily my delight ; 
And thence my meditations draw 
Divine advice by night. 

2 How doth thy word my heart engage ! 

How well employ my tongue ! 
And in my tiresome pilgrimage 
Yields me a heavenly song. 

3 Am T a stranger, or at home, 

'Tis my perpetual feast : 
Not honey dropping from the comb, 
So much allures the taste. 

4 No treasures so enrich the mind ; 

Nor shall thy word be sold 
For loads of silver well-refined, 
Nor heaps of choicest gold. 

5 When nature sinks, and spirits droop, 

Thy promises of grace 
Are pillars to support my hope, 
And there I write thy praise. 

201 PSALM 119. C. M. 
Comfort from the Bible. 

1 Lord ! I have made thy word my choice, 

My lasting heritage ; 
There shall my noblest powers rejoice, 
My warmest thoughts engage. 

2 I'll read the histories of thy love, 

And keep thy laws in sight, 
While through the promises I rove, 
With ever-fresh delight. 

3 'Tis a broad land of wealth unknown, 

Where springs of life arise ; 
Seeds of immortal bliss are sown, 
And hidden glory lies : — 

4 The best relief that mourners have ; 

It makes our sorrows blest : — 
Our fairest hope beyond the grave, 
And our eternal rest. 

202 psalm 119. C. M. 

The Book of books. 
1 How precious is the book divine, 
By inspiration given ! 
Bright as a lamp its doctrines shine, 
To guide our souls to heaven. 



PSALMS 119, 120, 121. 



2 O'er all the strait and narrow way- 

Its radiant beams are cast ; 
A light whose never weary ray- 
Grows brightest at the last. 

3 It sweetly cheers our drooping hearts, 

In this dark vale of tears ; 
Life, light, and joy it still imparts, 
And quells our rising fears. 

4 This lamp, through all the tedious night 

Of life, shall guide our way, 
Till we behold the clearer light 
Of an eternal day. 



203 



C. M. 



PSALM II9. 
Keeping God's Statutes. 

1 Oh, that the Lord would guide my ways 

To keep his statutes still: 
Oh, that my God would grant me grace 
To know' and do his will. 

2 Oh, send thy Spirit down, to write 

Thy law upon ray heart ; 
Nor let my tongue indulge deceit, 
Or act the liar's part. 

3 From vanity turn off my eyes ; 

Let no corrupt design, 
Nor covetous desires, arise 
Within this soul of mine. 

4 Order my footsteps by thy word, 

And make my heart sincere ; 
Let sin have no dominion, Lord ! 
But keep my conscience clear. 

5 Make me to walk in thy commands — 

'Tis a delightful road ; 
Nor let my head, or heart, or hands, 
Offend against my God. 

204 psalm 119. C. M. 

Youthful Piety . 

1 By what means shall a young man learn 

His way to purify ? 
If he according to thy word 
Thereto attentive be. 

2 Unfeignedly thee have I sought 

With all my soul and heart : 
Oh, let me not from the right path 
Of thy commands depart. 

3 Thy word I in my heart have hid, 

That I offend not thee. 
O Lord, thou ever blessed art, 
Thy statutes teach thou me. 

4 The judgments of thy mouth each one 

My lips declared have : 
More joy thy testimonies' way 
Than riches all me gave. 



5 Upon thy statutes my delight 
Shall constantly be set : 
And, by thy grace, I never will 
Thy noly word forgec. 

205 psalm 119. C. M. 

Instruction fro7n the Scriptures. 

1 How shall the young secure their hearts, 

And guard their lives from sin ? 
Thy word the choicest rules imparts 
To keep the conscience clean. 

2 When once it enters to the mind, 

It spreads such light abroad, 
The meanest souls instruction find, 
And raise their thoughts to God. 

3 'Tis like the sun, a heavenly light, 

That guides us all the day ; 
And, through the dangers of the night, 
A lamp to lead our way. 

4 Thy precepts make me truly wise ; 

I hate the sinner's road ; 
I hate my own vain thoughts that rise, 
But love thy law, my God ! 

5 Thy word is everlasting truth ; 

How pure is every page ! 
That holy book shall guide our youth, 
And well support our age. 



206 



PSALM 120. 



C. M. 



Compla int of Strife . 

1 Thou God of love, thou ever-blest ! 

Pity my suffering state ; 
When wilt thou set my soul at rest, 
From lips that love deceit ? 

2 Oh, might I fly to change my place, 

How would I choose to dwell 
In some wide lonesome wilderness, 
And leave these gates of hell ! 

3 Peace is the blessing that I seek • 

How lovely are its charms ! 
I am for peace, — but when I speak, 
They all declare for arms. 

4 Should burning arrows smite them through, 

Strict justice would approve ; 
But I would rather spare my foe, 
And melt his heart with love. 



207 PSALM 121. 

Constant Preservation. 
1 To heaven I lift my waiting eyes : 



C. M. 



There all my hopes are laid : 
The Lord that built the earth and skies 
Is my perpetual aid. 



54 PSALMS 121, 122. 



2 Their steadfast feet shall never fall 

Whom he designs to keep : 
His ear attends the softest call, 
His eyes can never sleep. 

3 Israel, rejoice, and rest secure ; 

Thy keeper is the Lord : 
His wakeful eyes employ his power 
For thine eternal guard. 

4 No scorching sun, nor sickly moon, 

Shall have his leave to smite ; 
He shields thy head from burning noon, 
From blasting damps at night. 

5 He guards thy soul, he keeps thy breath 

Where thickest dangers come: 
Go and return, secure from deatn, 
Till God commands thee home. 

208 PSALM 121. C. M. 
Looking to God. 

1 I to the hills will lift mine eyes, 

From whence doth come mine aid. 
My safety cometh from the Lord, 
Who heaven and earth hath made. 

2 Thy foot he'll not let slide, nor will 

He slumber that thee keeps. 
Behold, he that keeps Israel, 
He slumbers not, nor sleeps. 

3 The Lord shall keep thy soul ; he shall 

Preserve thee from all ill. 
Henceforth thy going out and in 
God keep for ever will. 

209 PSALM 122. C. M. 
Going to Church. 

1 How did my heart rejoice to heai 

My friends devoutly say, — 
14 In Zion let us all appear. 
And keep the solemn day." 

2 I love her gates, I love the road ; 

The church, adorned with grace, 
Stands like a palace built for God, 
To show his milder face. 

3 Up to her courts, with joys unknown, 

The holy tribes repair ; 
The Son o'f David holds his throne, 
And sits in judgment there. 

4 He hears our praises and complaints ; 

And, while his awful voice 
Divides the sinners from the saints, 
We tremble and rejoice. 

5 Peace be within this sacred place, 

And joy a constant guest ! 
With holy gifts and heavenly grace, 
Re her attendants blest. 



6 My soul shall pray for Zion still, 
While life or breath remains ; 
There my best friends, my kindred, dwell, 
There God, my Saviour, reigns. 

210 PSALM 122. C. M. 

Sabbath Service. 

1 With joy we hail the sacred day 

Which God hath called his own ; 
With joy the summons we obey 
To worship at his throne. 

2 Thv chosen temple, Lord, how fair ! 

Where willing votaries throng 
To breathe the humble, fervent prayer, 
And pour the choral song. 

3 Spirit of grace ! oh, deign to dwell 

Within thy church below ■ 
Make her in holiness excel, 
With pure devotion glow. 

4 Let peace within her walls be found ; 

Let all her sons unite. 
To spread with grateful zeal around 
Her clear and shining light. 

5 Great God, we hail the sacred day 

Which thou hast called thine own ; 
With joy the summons we obey 
To worship at thy throne. 

211 PSALM 122. S. P. M. 
Going to Church. 

1 How pleased and blessed was I, 
To hear the people cry, — 

" Come, let us seekour God to-day ! " 
Yes, with a cheerful zeal, 
We haste to Zion's hill, 

And there our vows aud honors pay. 

2 Zion ! thrice happy place, 
Adorned with wondrous grace, 

And walls of strength embrace thee round ; 
In thee our tribes appear 
To pray, and praise, and hear 

The sacred gospel's joyful sound. 

3 May peace -attend thy gate, 
And jov within thee wait, 

To bless the soul of every guest : 
The man who seeks thy peace, 
And wishes thine increase — 

A thousand blessings on him rest ! 

4 Mv tongue repeats her vows : — 
" Peace to this sacred house ! " 

For here my friends and kindred dwell: 
And, since my glorious God 
Makes thee his blest abode, 

My soul shall ever love thee well. 



PSALxMS 123, 



124, 125, 126. 



212 psalm 123. C. M. 

Pleading with Submission. 

1 O Thou, whose grace and justice reign, 

Enthroned above the skies, 
To thee our hearts would tell their pain, 
To thee we lift our eyes. 

2 As servants watch their master's hand, 

And fear the angry stroke ; 
Or maids before their mistress stand, 
And wait a peaceful look ; — 

3 So, for our sins we justly feel 

Thy discipline, O God ! 
Yet wait the gracious moment still, 
Till thou remove thy rod. 

4 Our foes insult us, but our hope 

In thy compassion lies ; 
This thought shall bear our spirits up, 
That God will not despise. 

213 psalm 124. C. M. 
Victory from God. 

1 Had not the God of truth and love, 

When hosts against us rose, 
Displayed his vengeance from above, 
And crushed the conquering foes 

2 Their armies like a raging flood, 

Had swept the guardless land, 
Destroyed on earth his blest abode, 
And 'whelmed our feeble band. 

3 And now our souls shall bless the Lord, 

Who broke the deadly snare ; 
Who saved us from the murdering sword. 
And made our lives his care. 

4 Our help is in Jehovah's name, 

Who formed the heavens above ; 
He that supports their wondrous frame, 
Can guard his church by love. 

214 psalm 125. 7. 6. 
" Mountains round about Jerusalem." 

1 He that in God confideth, 

Like Zion Mount shall be, 
Which evermore abideth 
Unmoved eternally. 

2 As mountains, which defend her, 

Jerusalem surround, 
His saints secure to render, 
God compasseth around. 

3 The sinner's rod shall never 

On just men's lot abide, 
Lest upright men should ever 
. To sin be turned aside. 



4 Thy goodness, Lord, our Saviour, 

To all the good impart ; 
And ever show thy favor 
To men of upright heart. 

5 But those whose choice is rather 

In crooked ways to go, 
With sinners God shall gather ; 
On Israel peace bestow. 

6 Great God of earth and heaven ! 

To thee our songs we raise j 
To thee be glory given 
And everlasting praise ! 

215 psalm 126. y, 6. 

11 The Lord hath done great things." 

1 When God arose, the nation 

From bondage to redeem, 
The joy of our salvation 

Came to us like a dream. 
Our hearts with triumph bounded, 

Our lips ran o'er with praise, 
The heathen stood confounded 

At God's mysterious ways. 

2 They said, The Lord hath wonders 

Wrought for his captives sad ; 
The Lord hath done great wonders, 

And therefore we are glad. 
Lord, all the remnant weary 

Bring back to Zion still, 
As brooks in south lands dreary 

Their thirsty channels fill. 

3 Full many cast in sadness 

Their seed on parching soil, 
Who yet shall reap in gladness 

The harvest of their toil. 
He who in tears departed 

With precious seed at morn, 
Shall homeward fare light-hearted 

With sheaves of golden corn. 

216 PSALM 126. 8 
Sowing in Tears. 

1 He that goeth forth with weeping, 

Bearing precious seed in love, 
Never tiring, never sleeping, 
Findeth mercy from above. 

2 Soft descend the dew r s of heaven, 

Bright the rays celestial shine ; 
Precious fruits will thus be given, 
Through an influence all divine. 

3 Sow thy seed, be never weary, 

Let no fears thy soul annoy ; 
Be the prospect ne'er so drearv, 
Thou shaft reap the fruits of "joy, ' 



PSALMS 127, 128, 129, 130, 131, 132. 



4 Lo, the scene of verdure brightening ! 
See the rising grain appear ; 
Look again ! the fields are whitening, 
For the harvest time is near. 

217 PSALM 127. 8, 7. 
Sziccess from God. 

1 Vain were all our toil and labor, 

Did not God that labor bless ; 
Vain, without his grace and favor, 
Every talent we possess. 

2 Vainer still the hope of heaven, 

That on human strength relies ; 
But to him shall help be given, 
Who in humble faith applies. 

3 Seek we, then, the Lord's Anointed ; 

He shall grant us peace and rest: 
Ne'er was suppliant disappointed, 

Who through Christ his prayer addressed. 

218 PSALM 12S. 8, 7. 

A Godly Fear. 

1 Blest the man who fears Jehovah, 

Walking ever in his ways ; 
Thou shalt eat of thy hands' labor, 
And be happy all thy days. 

2 Lo, on him that fears Jehovah, 

Shall this blessedness attend ; 
Thus Jehovah out of Zion 
Shall to thee his blessings send. 

3 Thou shalt see Jerusalem prosper, 

Long as thou on earth shall dwell ; 
Thou shalt see thy children's children, 
And the peace of Israel. 

219 PSALM 129. 8, 7. 
Conflict and Growth. 

1 Many a day the church grows weary, 

Worn like Israel of old, 
With the strokes of deep affliction, 
And with man}' a pain untold. 

2 Yet her constant step is onward ; 

Precious seed is ever sown 
In the furrows foes are ploughing— 
Plenteous harvests e^er grown. 

3 For the Lord our God is faithful ; 

And the disciplines he sends 
Are our enemies' worst allies, 
And the church's choicest friends. 

4 As the grass upon the house-tops. 

Wither hopes from wicked hands — 
As the sheaves bound in his bosom 
Are the blessings he commands. 



220 PSALM 130. C. M. 
Trust 27i a pardoning God. 

1 Out of the deeps of long distress, 

The borders of despair, 
I sent my cries to seek thy grace — 
My groans to move thine ear. 

2 Great God ! should thy severer eye, 

And thine impartial hand, 
Mark and revenge iniquity, 
No mortal flesh could stand. 

3 But there are pardons with my God, 

For crimes of high degree • 
Thy Son has bought them with his blood, 
To draw us near to thee. 

4 I wait for thy salvation, Lord ! 

With strong desires 1 wait ; 
My soul, invited by thy word, 
Stands watching at thy gate. 

221 psalm 131. 7, 61. 

The Child-like Heart. 

1 Quiet, Lord, my fro ward heart ; 

Make me teachable and mild, 
Upright, simple, free from art : 

Make me as a weaned child, 
From distrust and envy free, 
Pleased with all that pleases thee. 

2 What thou shalt to-day provide, 

Let me as a child receive ; 
What to-morrow may betide, 

Calmly to thy wisdom leave : 
'Tis enough that thou wilt care ; 
Why should I the burden bear ? 

3 As a little child relies 

On a care beyond his own, 
Knows he's neithei strong nor wise, 

Fears to stir a ste::> alone ; 
Let me thus with thee abide. 
As my Father, Gua^d, and Guide. 

222 PSA] M 132. C. M. 
Prayer for th* Reign of Christ. 

1 Arise, O King of grace ! arise, 

And enter to thy iest ; 
Lo ! thy church war s, with longing eyes, 
Thus to be owned and blest. 

2 Enter, with all thy glorious train, — 

Thy Spirit and tin word ; 
All that the ark did once contain 
Could no such grace afford. 

3 Here, mighty God ! accept our vows 

Here let thy praise be spread : 
Bless the provisions of thy house. 
And fill thy poor with bread. 



PSALMS 133, 134, 135, 136, 137. 



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4 Here let the Son of David reign, 

Let God's Anointed shine ; 
Justice and truth his court maintain, 
With love and power divine. 

5 Here let him hold a lasting throne ; 

And, as his kingdom grows, 
Fresh honors shaii adorn his crown, 
And shame confound his foes. 

223 psalm 133. C. M. 

Christian Fellowship. 

1 Behold, how good a thing it is, 

And how becoming well, 
Together such as brethren are 
In unity to dwell ! 

2 Like precious ointment on the head, 

That down the beard did flow, 
Ev'n Aaron's beard, and to the skirts 
Did of his garments go. 

3 As Hermon's dew, the dew that doth 

On Zion hills descend ; 
For there the blessing God commands 
Life that shall never end. 

224 psalm 133. C, M. 
Excellence of Christian Unanimity. 

1 Spirit of peace ! celestial Dove ! 

How excellent thy praise ! 
No richer gift than Christian love 
Thy gracious power displays. 

2 Sweet as the dew on herb and flower, 

That silently distills, 
At evening's soft and balmy hour, 
On Zion s fruitful hills : — 

3 So, with mild influence from above, 

Shall promised grace descend, 
Till universal peace and love 
O'er all the earth extend. 

225 PSALM 134. C. M. 
Constant Devotion. 

1 Bless ye the Lord with solemn rite, — 

In hymns extol his name- 
Ye who, within his house, by night, 
Watch round the altar's flame. 

2 Lift up your hands amid the place, 

Where burns the sacred sign, 
And pray, that thus Jehovah s face 
O'er all the earth may shine. 

3 From Zion, from his holy hill, 

The Lord, our Maker, send 
The perfect knowledge of his will,-— 
Salvation without end. 



226 psalm 135. L. M. 
The Church God^s house and care. 

1 Praise ye the Lord • exalt his name, 

While in his earthly courts ye wait. 
Ye saints, that to his house belong, 
Or stand attending at his gate. 

2 Praise ye the Lord, the Lord is good, 

To praise his name is sweet employ : 
Israel he chose of old, and still 
His church is his peculiar joy. 

3 The Lord himself will judge his saints ; 

He treats his servants as his friends : 
And when he hears their sore complaints, 
Repents the sorrows that he sends. 

4 Through every age the Lord declares 

His name, and breaks the oppressor's rod ; 
He gives his suffering servants rest, 
And will be known the almighty God. 

5 Bless ye the Lord who taste his love, 

People and priests exalt his name j 
Among his saints he ever dwells ; 
His church is his Jerusalem. 

227 PSALM 136. L. M. 
Thanks for Creation and Redemption. 

1 Give to our God immortal praise ; 
Mercy and truth are all his ways ; 
Wonders of grace to God belong • 
Repeat his mercies in your song. 

2 He built the earth, he spread the sky, 
And fixed the starry lights on high : 
Wonders of grace to God belong ; — • 
Repeat his mercies in your song. 

3 He fills the sun with morning light, 
He bids the moon direct the night : 
His mercies ever shall endure. 

When suns and moons shall shine no more. 

4 He sent his Son, with power to save 
From guilt, and darkness, and the grave : 
Wonders of grace to God belong • — 
Repeat his mercies in your song. 

5 Through this vain world he guides our feet, 
And leads us to his heavenly seat : 

His mercies ever shall endure, 

When this vain world shall be no more. 

228 psalm 137. L. M. 

The Desolations of Zion lamented. 

1 When we, our wearied limbs to rest, 
Sat down by proud Euphrates' stream, 
We wept, with doleful thoughts oppressed, 
And Zion was our mournful theme. 

3* 



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PSALMS 137, 138, 139, 140. 



2 Our harps, that when with joy we sung, 

Were wont their tuneful parts to bear, 
With silent strings, neglected hung, 
On willow-trees that withered there. 

3 How shall we tune our voice to sing, 

Or touch our harps with skillful hands? 
Shall hymns of joy, to God our King, 
Be sung by slaves in foreign lands ? 

4 O Salem, our once-happy seat ! 

When I of thee forgetful prove, 
Let then my trembling hand forget 
The tuneful strings with art to move. 

229 psalm 137. S. M. 
Love to the Church. 

1 I love thy kingdom, Lord, 

The house of thine abode, 
The church, our blest Redeemer saved 
With his own precious blood. 

2 I love thy church, O God ! 

Her walls before thee stand, 
Dear as the apple of thine eye, 
And graven bn thy hand. 

3 For her my tears shall fall, 

For her my prayers ascend ; 
To her my cares and toils be given, 
Till toils and cares shall end. 

4 Beyond my highest joy 

I prize her heavenly ways ; 
Her sweet communion, solemn vows, 
Her hymns of love and praise. 

5 Sure as thy truth shall last, 

To Zion shall be given 
The brightest glories earth can yield, 
And brighter bliss of heaven. 

230 psalm 137. S. M. 

A tuay from home. 

1 Far from my heavenly home, 

Far from my Father's breast, 
Fainting, I cry, " Blest Spirit, come, 
And speed me to my rest." 

2 Upon the willows long 

My harp has silent hung : 
How should I sing a cheerful song, 
Till thou inspire my tongue ? 

3 My spirit homeward turns, 

And fain would thither flee ; 
My heart, O Zion, droops and yearns, 
When I remember thee. 

4 God of my life, be near ; 

On thee my hopes I cast : 
Oh, guide me through the desert here, 
And bring me home at last ! 



231 psalm 138. L. M. 

Restoring Grace. 

1 With all my powers of heart and tongue 
I'll praise my Maker in my song : 
Angels shall hear the notes I raise, 
Approve the song, and join the praise. 

2 I'll sing thy truth and mercy, Lord ; 
I'll sing the wonders of thy word ; 
Not all the works and names below, 
So much thy power and glory show. 

3 To God I cried when troubles rose ; 
He heard me, and subdued my foes ; 
He did my rising fears control, 

And strength diffused through all my soul. 

4 Amidst a thousand snares I stand, 
Upheld and guarded by thy hand ; 
Thy words my fainting soul revive, 
And keep my dying faith alive. 

5 Grace will complete what grace begins, 
To save from sorrows and from sins j 
The work that wisdom undertakes, 
Eternal mercy ne'er forsakes. 



232 



PSALM T39. 
God's Omniscience. 



L. M. 



1 Lord ! thou hast searched and seen me thro'; 
Thine eye commands, with piercing view, 
My rising and my resting hours, 

My heart and flesh, with all their powers. 

2 My thoughts, before they are my own, 
Are to my God distinctly known ; 

He knows the words I mean to speak, 
Ere from my opening lips they break. 

3 Within thy circling power I stand ; 
On every side I find thy hand ; 

Awake, asleep, at home, abroad, • 
I am surrounded still with God. 

4 Amazing knowledge, vast and great ! 
What large extent ! what lofty height ! 
My soul, with all the powers I boast, 
Is in the boundless prospect lost. 

5 Oh, may these thoughts possess my breast, 
Where'er I rove, where'er I rest ; 

Nor let my weaker passions dare 
Consent to sin, for God is there. 



233 psalm 140. 

Conflict necessary. 
1 The Christian, like his Lord of old, 
Must look for foes and trials here : 
Yet may the weakest saint be bold, 
With such a friend as Jesus near. 



L. M 



PSALMS 141, 142, 

a The lion's roar need not alarm, 

Lord, the feeblest of thy sheep ; 
The serpent's venom cannot harm, 

While thou art nigh to watch and keep. ■ 

3 Before, when dangers round me spread, 

1 cried to thee, Almighty Friend ; 
Thou coveredst my defenceless head ; 

And shall I not on thee depend ? 

4 O refuge of the poor and weak ! 

Regard thy suffering people's cry ; 
Humble the 'proud, uphold the meek, 
And bring us safe to thee on high. 

234 psalm 141. L. M. 
Christian Watchfulness and Reproof . 

1 Lord, let my prayer like incense rise : 

And when I lift my hands to thee, 
As in evening sacrifice, 
Look down from heaven, well pleased, on me. 

2 Set thou a watch to keep my tongue. 

Let not my heart to sin incline ; 
Save me from men who practise wrong, 
Let me not share their mirth and wine. 

3 But let the righteous, when I stray, 

Smite me in love : his strokes are kind : 
His mild reproofs, like oil, allay 
The wounds they make, and heal the mind. 

4 But, oh, redeem me from the snares 

With which the world surrounds my feet, 
Its riches, vanities, and cares, 
Its love, its hatred, and deceit. 

235 PSALM 142. L. M. 
God, our Hope. 

1 Behold me unprotected stand, 
No friendly guardian at my hand ; 
No place of night, no refuge near, 
And none to whom my soul is dear. 

2 But, Lord, to thee I pour my vow, 
My hope, my place of refuge thou : 
And whilst the light of life I see, 

I still my portion find in thee. 

3 Come loose my prison-bands, set free 
My soul, that I may sing to thee : 
Then shall the righteous round me press, 
And join thy bounteous love to bless. 

236 psalm 143. L. M. 

Mental A fflictions and Trials. 

1 Hear me, O Lord ! in my distress, 
Hear me, in truth and righteousness ; 
For, at thy bar of judgment tried, 
None living can be justified. 

2 Oh, let me not thus hopeless lie, 
Like one condemned at morn to die : 
But, with the morning, may I see, 
Thy loving-kindness visit me, 



143, 144, 145, 146. 59 

3 Teach me thy will, subdue my own ; 
Thou art my God, and thou alone ; 
By thy good Spirit, guide me still, 
Safe from all foes to Zion's hill. 

4 Release my soul from trouble, Lord ! 
Quicken and keep me by thy word j 
May all its promises be mine j 

Be thou my portion,— I am thine. 

237 psalm 144. L. M. 
The Prospered City. 

1 Happy the city where their sons 

Like pillars round a palace set, 
And daughters, bright as polished stones. 
Give strength and beauty to the state. 

2 Happy the land in culture dressed, 

Whose flocks and corn have large increase ; 
Where men securely work or rest, 
Nor sons of plunder break their peace. 

3 Happy the nation thus endowed ; 

But more divinely blest are those 
On whom the all-sufficient God, 
Himself, with all his grace bestows. 

238 psalm 145. L. M. 

The greatness of God. 

1 My God, my King, thy various praise 
Shall fill the remnant of my days : 
Thy grace employ my humble tongue 
Till death and glory raise the song. 

2 The wings of every hour shall bear 
Some thankful tribute to thine ear ; 
And every setting sun shall see 
New works of duty done for thee. 

3 Thy works with sovereign glory shine, 
And speak thy majesty divine : 

Let Zion in her courts proclaim 
The sound and honor of thy name. 

4 Let distant times and nations raise 
The long succession of thy praise • 
And unborn ages make my song 
The joy and labor of their tongue. 

5 But who can speak thy wondrous deeds ? 
Thy greatness all our thoughts exceeds : 
Vast and unsearchable thy ways • 

Vast and immortal be thy praise. 

239 psalm T46. L. P. M. 

God^s Goodness and Mercy. 
1 I'll praise my Maker with my breath, 
And, when my voice is lost in death, 

Praise shall employ my nobler powers. 
My days of praise shall ne'er be past, 
While life, and thought, and being last. 
Or immortality endures. 



6o 



PSALMS 146, 147, 148. 



2 Happy the man, whose hopes rely- 
On Israel's God ; — he made the sky, 

And earth, and seas, with all their train : 
His truth for ever stands secure ; 
He saves the oppressed, he feeds the poor ; 

And none shall find his promise vain. 

3 He loves his saints — he knows them well. 
But turns the wicked down to hell : 

Thy God, O Zion ! ever reigns ; 
Let every tongue, let every age, ' 
In this exalted work engage : 

Praise him in everlasting strains. 

4 I'll praise him while he lends me breath, 
And when my voice is lost in death, 

Praise shall empk>3 T my nobler powers : 
My days of praise shall ne'er be past, 
While life, and thought, and being last, 

Or immortality endures. 

240 PSALM 146. L. M. 

Perpetual Praise. 

1 Praise ye the Lord : my heart shall join 
In work so pleasant, so divine ; 

Now while the flesh is mine abode 
And when my soul ascends to God. 

2 Praise shall employ my noblest powers, 
While immortality endures ; 

My days of praise shall ne'er be past, 
While life, and thought, and being last. 

3 Happy the man whose hopes rely 
On Israel's God : he made the sky, 
And earth, and seas, with all their train ; 
And none shall find his promise vain. 

4 His truth for ever stands secure ; 

He saves the oppressed, he feeds the poor • 
He helps the stranger in distress, 
The widow and the fatherless. 

5 He loves his saints, he knows them well, 
But turns the wicked down to hell j 
Thy God, O Zion, ever reigns ; 

Praise him in everlasting strains. 

241 psalm 147. L. M. 

Praise for divine Grace. 

1 Praise ye the Lord ' — 'tis good to raise 
Our hearts and voices in his praise ; 
His nature and his works invite 

To make this duty our delight. 

2 The Lord builds up Jerusalem, 
And gathers nations to his name ! 
His mercy melts the stubborn soul ! 
And makes the broken spirit whole. 

3 He formed the stars — those heavenly flames, 
He counts their numbers, calls their names ; 



His wisdom's vast, and knows no bound, — 
A deep, where all our thoughts are drowned. 

4 Great is our Lord, and great his might, 
And all his glories infinite : 

He crowns the meek, rewards the just, 
And treads the wicked to the dust. 

5 But saints are lovely in his sight : 
He views his children with delight ; 
He sees their hope, he knows their fear, 
And looks, and loves his image there. 

242 PSALM 148. L. M. 

Hallelujah to Jehovah. 

1 Loud hallelujahs to the Lord, 

From distant worlds where creatures dwell I 
Let heaven begin the solemn word, 
And sound it dreadful down to hell. 

2 Wide as his vast dominion lies, 

Make the Creator's name be known ; 
Loud as his thunder, shout his praise, 
And sound it lofty as his throne. 

3 Jehovah — 'tis a glorious word ! 

Oh, may it dwell on every tongue ! 
But saints who best have known the Lord, 
Are bound to raise the noblest song. 

4 Speak of the wonders of that love 

Which Gabriel plays on every chord : 
From all below and all above, 
Loud hallelujahs to the Lord ! 

243 psalm 148. 10, II. 
Un iversa I Pra ise . 

1 My soul, praise the Lord, speak good of his 

name ; 

His mercies record, his bounties proclaim. 
To God, their Creator, let all creatures raise 
The song of thanksgiving, the chorus of 
praise. 

2 Though hidden from sight, God sits on his 

throne, 

Yet here by his works their Creator is known: 
The world shines a mirror its Maker to show, 
And heaven views its image reflected below. 

3 By knowledge supreme, by wisdom divine, 
God governs the earth with gracious design. 
O'er beast, bird, and insect his providence 

reigns, 

Whose will first created, whose love still 
sustains. 

4 And man, his last work, with reason endued, 
Though fallen through sin, by grace is re- 
newed : 

To God, his Redeemer, let man ever raise 
The song of thanksgiving, the chorus of 
praise- 



PSALMS I 



49, 150, &c. 



244 psalm 149. 10, II. 

14 Praise ye the Lord.''' 1 

1 Oh, praise ye the Lord! prepare your glad 

voice, 

New songs with his saints assembled to sing; 
Before his Creator let Israel rejoice, 
And children of Zion be glad in their King. 

2 And let them his name extol in the dance, 

With timbrel and harp his praises express ; 
Jehovah takes pleasure his saints to advance, 
And with his salvation the humble to bless. 

3 Aloud let his saints in glory rejoice, 

And rest undismayed, with songs in the 
night ; 

The praise of Jehovah their lips shall employ; 
A sword in their right hand, two-edged for 
the fight. 

4 The heathen to judge, their pride to consume; 

To fetter their kings, their princes to bind ; 
To execute on them the long-decreed doom ; 
Such honor for ever the holy shall find. 

245 psalm 149. 8, 7. 

Praise to God. 

1 Praise the Lord ; ye heavens, adore him ! 

Praise him, angels in the height ! 
Sun and moon ! rejoice before him • 
Praise him, all ye stars of light ! 

2 Praise the Lord, — for he hath spoken ; 

Worlds his mighty voice obeyed ; 
Laws, which never can be broken, 
For their guidance he hath made. 

3 Praise the Lord, — for he is glorious ; 

Never shall his promise fail ; 
God hath made his saints victorious, 
Sin and death shall not prevail. 

4 Praise the God of our salvation ; 

Hosts on high ! his power proclaim ; 
Heaven and earth, and all creation ! 
Praise and magnify his name. 



245 



PSALM 150. 
Exhortation to praise. 



1 Praise the Lord — his power confess ; 
Praise him in his holiness ; 

Praise him, as the theme inspires; 
Praise him, as his fame requires. 

2 Let the trump 3t's lofty sound 
Spread its loudest notes around ; 
Let the harp unite, in praise, 
With the sacred minstrel's lays. 

3 Let the organ join to bless 

God — the Lord of righteousness ; 



Tune your voice to spread the fame 
Of the great Jehovah s name. 

4 All who dwell beneath his light ! 
In his praise, your hearts unite ; 
While the stream of song is poured, - 
Praise and magnify the Lord. 



247 



PSALM I50. 
General Praise. 



1 Praise the Lord, his glories show, 
Saints within his courts below, 
Angels round his throne above, 
All that see and share his love. 

2 Earth to heaven, and heaven to earth, 
Tell his wonders, sing his worth ; 
Age to age, and shore to shore, 
Praise him, praise him, evermore ! 

3 Praise the Lord, his mercies trace ; 
Praise his providence and grace, 
All that he for man hath done, 

All he sends us through his Son. 

4 Strings and voices, hands and hearts, 
In the concert bear your parts ; 

All that breathe, your Lord adore. 
Praise him, praise him, evermore ! 



248 



1 Te Deum." 1 



1 God eternal, Lord of all ! 
Lowly at thy feet we fall : 

All the world doth worship thee ; 
We amidst the throng would be. 

2 All the holy angels cry, 

Hail, thrice-holy, God most high ! 
Lord of all the heavenly powers, 
Be the same loud anthem ours. 

3 Glorified apostles raise, 

Night and day, continual praise ; 
Hast thou not a mission too 
For thy children here to do ? 

4 With the prophets' goodly line 
We in mystic bond combine ; 
For thou' hast to babes revealed 
Things that to the wise were sealed. 

5 Martyrs, in a noble host, 

Of thy cross were heard to boast ; 
Since so bright the crown they wear 
We with them thy cross would bear. 

6 All thy church, in heaven and earth, 
Jesus ! hail thy spotless birth ; — 
Seated on the judgment-throne, 
Number us among thine own ! 



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249 " Gloria in Excelsis." 

1 Glory be to God on high, — 
God whose glory fills the sky ; 
Peace on earth to man forgiven,— 
Man, the well-beloved of heaven. 

2 Sovereign Father, Heavenly King! 
Thee we now presume to sing ; 
Glad thine attributes confess, 
Glorious all, and numberless. 

3 Hail, by all thy works adored ! 
Hail, the everlasting Lord ! 

Thee with thankful hearts we prove, — 
God of power, and God of love ! 



j. 4 Christ our Lord and God we own, — 
Christ the Father's only Son ; 
Lamb of God, for sinners slain, 
Saviour of offending man. 



6 Jesus ! in thy name we pray, 
Take, oh, take our sins away ! 
Powerful Advocate with God ! 
Justify us by thy blood. 

5 Hear, for thou, O Christ ! alone, 
Art with thy great Father one ; 
One the Holy Ghost with thee ; — 
One supreme eternal Three. 



HYMNS AND SPIRITUAL SONGS. 



250 l > The Sabbath a Delight." 7- 6. L 

1 Safely through another week, 

God has brought us on our way • 
Let us now a blessing seek. 

Waiting in his courts to-day : 
Day of all the week the best, 
Emblem of eternal rest. 

2 While we seek supplies of grace, 

Through the dear Redeemer's name, 
Show thy reconciling face — 

Take away our sin and shame ; 
From our worldly cares set free, — 
May we rest this day in thee. 

3 Here we come thy name to praise ; 

Let us feel thy presence near • 
May thy glory meet our e3 T es, 

While we in thy house appear : 
Here afford us, Lord, a taste 
Of our everlasting rest. 

4 May the gospel's joyful sound 

Wake our minds to raptures new ; 
Let thy victories abound, — 

Unrepenting souls subdue : 
Thus let all our Sabbaths prove, 
Till we rest in thee above*. 

251 " Prayer with thanks." 7- 

i Heavenly Father, sovereign Lord, 

Be thy glorious name adored ! 

Lord ! thy mercies never fail : 

Hail, celestial goodness, hail I 



2 Though unworthy, Lord, thine ear, 
Deign our humble songs to hear j 
Purer praise we hope to bring, 
When around thy throne we sing. 

3 While on earth ordained to stay, 
Guide our footsteps in thy way, 
Till we come to dwell with thee, 
Till we all thy glory see. 

4 Then, with angel-harps again, 
We will wake a nobler strain ; 
There, in joyful songs of praise, 
Our triumphant voices raise. 

252 "A nobler Rest above." L. 

1 Thine earthly Sabbaths, Lord, we love, 
But there's a nobler rest above ; 

To that our longing souls aspire. 
With cheerful hope and strong desire. 

2 No more fatigue, no more distress. 
Nor sin nor death shall reach the place ; 
No groans shall mingle with the songs 
That warble from immortal tongues. 

3 No rude alarms of raging foes, 
No cares to break the long repose, 
No midnight shade, no clouded sun, 
But sacred, high, eternal noon. 

4 O long-expected day, begin ! 

Dawn on these realms of woe and sin ; 
Fain would we leave this weary road, 
And sleep in death to rest with 'God. 



OPENING OF 



253 Sabbath Morning. L. M. 

1 My opening eyes with rapture see 

The dawn of thy returning day ; 
My thoughts, O God, ascend to thee, 
While thus my early vows I pay. 

2 Oh, bid this trifling world retire, 

And drive each carnal thought away ; 
Nor let me feel one vain desire — 
One sinful thought through all the day. 

3 Then, to thy courts when I repair, 

My soul shall rise on joyful wing, 
The wonders of thy love declare, 
And join the strains which angels sing. 

254 Ephesians, 3: 19. L. M. 

1 Come, gracious Lord, descend and dwell, 

By faith and love, in every breast ; 
Then shall we know, and taste, and feel 
The joys that cannot be expressed. 

2 Come, fill our hearts with inward strength, 

Make our enlarged souls possess, 
And learn the height, and breadth, and length 
Of thine eternal love and grace. 

3 Now to the God whose power can do 

More than our thoughts and wishes know, 
Be everlasting honors done. 
By all the church, through Christ his Son. 

255 " Sabbath is begun." L. M. 

1 Another six days' work is done, 
Another Sabbath is begun ; 
Return, my soul ! enjoy thy rest, 
Improve the day thy God hath blessed. 

2 Oh, that our thoughts and thanks may rise, 
As grateful incense to the skies ; 

And draw from heaven that sweet repose, 
Which none, but he that feels it, knows. 

3 This heavenly calm, within the breast, 
Is the dear pledge of glorious rest, 
Which for the church of God remains — 
The end of cares, the end of pains. 

4 In holy duties, let the day, 

In holy pleasures, pass away ; 
How sweet a Sabbath thus to spend, 
In hope of one that ne'er shall end. 

256 Morning Song. L. M. 

1 Awake, my soul, and with the sun 
Thy daily stage of duty run ; 
Shake off dull sloth, and joyful rise 
To pay thy morning sacrifice. 

2 Awake, lift up thyself, my heart, 
And with the angels bear thy part, 



SERVICE. 63 

Who all night long unwearied sing 
High praises to the eternal King. 

3 Glory to thee, who safe hast kept, 
And hast refreshed me when I slept ; 
Grant, Lord, when I from death shall wake, 
I may of endless life partake. 

4 Lord, I my vows to thee renew : 
Scatter my sins as morning dew ; 

Guard my first springs of thought and will, 
And with thyself my spirit fill. 

5 Direct, control, suggest, this day, 
All I design, or do, or say ; 

That all my powers, with all their might, 
In thy sole glory may unite. 

257 Psalm 118. L. M. 

1 Lo ! what a glorious corner-stone 

The Jewish builders did refuse ! 
But God hath built his church thereon, 
In spite of envy and the Jews. 

2 Great God, the work is all divine, 

The joy and wonder of our eyes ; 
This is the day that proves it thine, 
The day that saw our Saviour rise. 

3 Sinners rejoice, and saints be glad ; 

Hosanna, let his name be blest j 
A thousand honors on his head, 

With peace, and light, and glory rest ! 

4 In God's own name he comes to bring 

Salvation to our dying race ; 
Let the whole church address their King, 
With hearts of joy, and songs of praise. 

258 Psalm 65. L. M. 

1 Praise, Lord, for thee in Zion waits ; 
Prayer shall besiege thy temple gates ; 
All flesh shall to thy throne repair, 

And find, through ( hrist, salvation there. 

2 How blest thy saint ^ ! how safely led ! 
How surely kept ! \. ow richly fed ! 
Saviour of all in ear h and sea, 

How happy they wl o rest in thee ! 

3 Thy hand sets fast ti e mighty hills, 
Thy voice the troubjed ocean stills ! 
Evening and morning hymn thy praise, 
And earth thy bount / wide displays. 

4 The year is with thy goodness crowned ; 
Thy clouds drop wealth the world around; 
Through thee the deserts laugh and sing, 
And nature smiles and owns her king. 

5 Lord, on our souls thy Spirit pour ; 
The moral waste within restore ; 
Oh, let thy love our spring-tide be, 
And make us all bear fruit to thee. 



PUBLIC WORSHIP. 



259 u The rising day CM. 

1 Once more, my soul, the rising day 

Salutes thy waking eyes ; 
Once more, my voice, thy tribute pay 
To him that rules the skies. 

2 Night unto night his name repeats, 

The day renews the sound, 
Wide as the heaven on which he sits, 
To turn the seasons round. 

3 'Tis he supports my mortal frame ; 

My tongue shall speak his praise ; 
My sins would rouse his wrath to flame, 
And yet his wrath delays. 

4 Great God, let all my hours be thine, 

While I enjoy the light • 
Then shall my sun in smiles decline, 
And bring a pleasant night. 

260 Retirement. C M. 

1 Far from the world, O Lord, I flee, 

From strife and tumult far ; 
From scenes where Satan wages still 
His most successful war. 

2 The calm retreat, the silent shade, 

With prayer and praise agree ; 
And seem by thy sweet bounty made 
For those who follow thee. 

3 There, if thy Spirit touch the soul, 

And grace her mean abode, 
Oh, with what peace, and joy, and love, 
Does she commune with God ! 

4 There, like the nightingale, she pours 

Her solitary lays ; 
Nor asks a witness of her song, 
Nor thirsts for human praise. 

5 Author and guardian of my life, 

Sweet source of light divine, 
And — all harmonious names in one — 

My Saviour, thou art mine ! 
C The thanks I owe thee, and the love, — 

A boundless, endless store — 
Shall echo through the realms above, 

When time shall be no more. 

261 " Light, in thy light." C M. 

1 Eternal Sun of righteousness, 

Display thy beams divine, 
And cause the glory of thy face 
Upon my heart to shine. 

2 Light, in thy light, oh, may'l see, 

Thy grace and mercy prove, 
Revived, and cheered, and blest by thee 
The God of pardoning love. 



3 Lift up thy countenance serene, 

And let thy happy child 
Behold, without a cloud between, 
The Father reconciled. 

4 On me thy promised peace bestow, 

The peace by Jesus given ;— 
The joys of holiness below. 
And then the joys of heaven. 

262 "Come, Lord!" CM. 

1 Come, thou Desire of all thy saints ! • 

Our humble strains attend, 
While with our praises and complaints, 
Low at thy feet we bend. 

2 How should our songs, like those above, 

With w r arm devotion rise ! 
How should our souls, on wings of love, 
Mount upward to the skies ! 

3 Come, Lord ! thy love alone can raise 

In us the heavenly flame ; 
Then shall our lips resound thy praise, 
Our hearts adore thy name. 

4 Dear Saviour, let thy glory shine, 

And fill thy dwellings here, 
Till life, and love, and joy divine 
A heaven on earth appear. 

5 Then shall our hearts enraptured say, 

Come, great Redeemer ! come, 
And bring the bright, the glorious day, 
That calls thy children home. 

263 Praise to Christ. CM. 

1 Come, ye that love the Saviour's name, 

And joy to make it known ; 
The Sovereign of your hearts proclaim, 
And bow before his throne. 

2 Behold your King, your Saviour, crowned 

With glories all divine ; 
And tell the wondering nations round, 
How bright those glories shine. 

3 When in his earthly courts we view 

The beauties of our King, 
We long to love as angels do, 
And with their voice to sing. 

4 Oh, for the day, the glorious day ! 

When heaven and earth shall raise 
With all their powers, the raptured lay, 
To celebrate thy praise. 

264 A heart of Prayer. C. M. 
i Again our earthly cares we leave, 

And to thy courts repair ; 
Again with joyful feet we come, 
To meet our Saviour here. 



OPENING OF SERVICE. 



65 



2 Great Shepherd of thy people, hear ! 

Thy presence now display ; 
We bow within thy house of prayer ; 
Oh, give us hearts to pray ! 

3 The clouds which vail thee from our sight, 

In pity, Lord, remove ; 
Dispose our minds to hear aright 
The message of thy love. 

4 The feeling heart, the melting eye, 

The humble mind, bestow ; 
And shine upon us from on high, 
To make our graces grow. 

5 Show us some token of thy love, 

Our fainting hopes to raise ; 
And pour thy blessing from above, 
To aid our feeble praise. 

265 * k A ny M erry ? Sing Psalms. ' ' S. M. 

1 Come, we who love the Lord, 

And let our joys be known ; 
Join in a song of sweet accord, 
And thus surround the throne. 

2 Let those refuse to sing 

Who never knew our God ■ 
But children of the heavenly King 
May speak their joys abroad. 

3 The men of grace have found 

Glory begun below ; 
Celestial fruits on earthly ground 
From faith and hope may grow. 

4 The hill of Zion yields 

A thousand sacred sweets 
Before we reach the heavenly fields, 
Or walk the golden streets. 

5 Then let our songs abound, 

And every tear be dry ; 
We're marching thro' Immanuel's ground 
To fairer w T orlds on high. 

266 p S alm 92. S. M. 

1 Sweet is the work, O Lord, 

Thy glorious name to sing ; 
To praise and pray — to hear thy word, 
And grateful offerings bring. 

2 Sweet — at the dawning light, 

Thy boundless love to tell : 
And when approach the shades of night, 
Still on the theme to dwell. 

3 Sweet — on this day of rest, 

To join in heart and voice, 
With those who love and serve thee best, 
And in thy name rejoice. 

4 To songs of praise and joy 

Be every Sabbath given, 
That such may be our blest employ 
Eternally in heaven. 



267 u Moses and the Lamb.' 1 S. M. 

1 Awake, and sing the song 

Of Moses and the Lamb ; 
Wake, every heart and every tongue 
To praise the Saviour's name. 

2 Sing of his dying love ; 

Sing of his rising power ; 
Sing, how he intercedes above 
For those whose sins he bore. 

3 Ye pilgrims ! on the road 

To Zion's city, sing ! 
Rejoice ye in the Lamb of God,— - 
In Christ, the eternal King. 

4 Soon shall we hear him say, — 

" Ye blessed children ! come ; " 
Soon will he call us hence away, 
And take his wanderers home. 

5 There shall each raptured tongue 

His endless praise proclaim ; 
And sweeter voices tune the song 
Of Moses and the Lamb. 

268 Social Worship. S. M. 

1 How charming is the place 

Where my Redeemer, God, 
Unvails the beauty of his face, 
And sheds his love abroad ! 

2 Not the fair palaces, 

To which the great resort. 
Are once to be compared with this, 
Where Jesus holds his court. 

3 Here, on the mercy-seat, 

With radiant glory crowned, 
Our joyful eyes behold him sit 
And smile on all around. 

4 Give me, O Lord, a place 

Within thy blest abode, 
Among the children of thy grace, 
The servants of my God. 

269 Psalm 63. S. M. 

1 My God ! permit my tongue 

This joy, to call thee mine ; 
And let my early cries prevail 
To taste" thy love divine. 

2 My thirsty fainting soul 

Thy mercy doth implore ; 
Not travelers, in desert lands, 
Can pant for water more. 

3 For life, without thy love, 

No relish can afford ; 
No joy can be compared to this,— 
To serve and please the Lord. 



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4 In wakeful hours at night, 

I call my God to mind ; 
I think how wise thy counsels are, 
And all thy dealings kind. 

5 Since thou hast been my help, 

To thee my spirit flies ; 
And, on thy watchful providence, 
My cheerful hope relies. 

6 The shadow of thy wings 

My soul in safety keeps ; 
I follow where my Father leads, 
And he supports my steps 

270 Psalm 84. S. M. 

1 Welcome, sweet day of rest. 

That saw the Lord arise ! 
Welcome to this reviving breast, 
And these rejoicing eyes ! 

2 The King himself comes near, 

And feasts his saints to-day ; 
Here may we sit and see him here, 
And love, and praise, and pray. 

3 One day, amid the place 

Where my dear Lord hath been, 
Is sweeter than ten thousand days 
Within the tents of sin. 

4 My willing soul would stat- 

in such a frame as this, 
And sit and sing herself away 
To everlasting bliss. 

27 1 The Day of Rest. 1, 6. D. 

1 O day of rest and gladness, 

O day of joy and light, 
O balm of care and sadness, 

Most beautiful, most bright ; 
On thee, the high and lowly, 

Bending be r ore the throne, 
Sing, Holy, Holy, Holv, 

To the Great Three in One. 

2 To-day on weary nations 

The heavenly manna falls ; 
To holy convocations 

The silver trumpet calls, 
Where gospel light is glowing 

With pure and radiant beams, 
And living water flowing 

With soul-refreshing streams. 

3 New graces ever gaining 

From this our day of rest, 
We reach the rest remaining 

To spirits of the blest. 
To Holy Ghost be praises, 

To Father and to Son ; 
The Church her voice upraises 

To thee, blest Three in One. 



272 Desire for Heaven. 7i 6. D. 

1 From every earthly pleasure, 

From every transient joy, 
From every mortal treasure, 

That soon will fade and die 3— 
No longer these desiring, 

Upward our wishes tend, 
To nobler bliss aspiring, 

And joys that never end. 

2 From every piercing sorrow, 

That heaves our breast to-day, 
Or threatens us to-morrow, 

Hope turns our eyes away ; 
On wings of faith ascending, 

We see the land of light, 
And feel our sorrows ending, 

In infinite delight. 

3 'Tis true we are but strangers 

And pilgrims here below, 
And countless snares and dangers 

Surround the path we go : 
Though painful and distressing, 

Yet there's a rest above ; 
And onward still we're pressing, 

To reach that land of love. 

273 "Thine holy day." 7, 6. D. 

1 Thine holy day's returning, 

Our hearts exult to see ; 
And with devotion burning, 

Ascend, O God, to thee ! 
To-day with purest pleasure. 

Our thoughts from earth withdraw j 
We search for heavenly treasure, 

We learn thy holy law'. 

2 We join to sing thy praises, 

Lord of the Sabbath day ; 
Each voice in gladness raises 

Its loudest, sw eetest lay ! 
Thy richest mercies sharing, 

Inspire us with thy love, 
By grace our souls preparing 

For nobler praise above. 

274 Welcome Worship. H. M. 

1 Welcome, delightful morn, 

Thou day of sacred rest ; 
I hail thy kind return ; — 

Lord, make these moments blest : 
From the low train I I soar to reach 
Of mortal toys, | Immortal joys. 

2 Now may the King descend 

And fill his throne of grace ; 
Thv sceptre. Lord, extend, 

While saints address thy face : 
Let sinners feel I And learn to know 

Thy quickening word, | And fear the Lord. 



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3 Descend, celestial Dove, 

With all thy quickening powers ; 
Disclose a Saviour's love, 
And bless the sacred hours : 
Then shall my soul I Nor Sabbaths be 
New life obtain, | Enjoyed in vain. 

275 Sabbath Morning. H. M. 

1 Awake, ye saints, awake ! 

And hail this sacred day ; 
In loftiest songs of praise 

Your joyful homage pay ! 
Come bless the day that God hth blessed, 
The type of heaven's eternal rest. 

2 On this auspicious morn 

The Lord of life arose ; 
He burst the bars of death, 

And vanquished all our foes ; 
And now he pleads our cause above, 
And reaps the fruits of all his love. 

3 All hail, triumphant Lord ! 

Heaven with hosannas rings, 
And earth in humbler strains 

Thy praise responsive sings : 
Worthy the Lamb that once was slain, 
Through endless years to live and reign. 

276 Psalm 43. H. M. 

1 Now, to thy sacred house, 

With joy I turn my feet, 
Where saints, with morning-vows, 

In full assembly meet : 
Thy power divine shall there be shown, 
And from thy throne tlry mercy shine. 

2 Oh, send thy light abroad ; 

Thy truth, with heavenly ray, 
Shall lead my soul to God, 

And guide my doubtful way ; 
I'll hear thy word with faith sincere, 
And learn to fear and praise the Lord. 

3 Here reach thy bounteous hand, 

And all my sorrows heal, 
Here health and strength divine, 

Oh, make my bosom feel ; 
Like balmy dew, shall Jesus' voice 
My heart rejoice, my strength renew. 

4 Now in thy holy hill, 

Before thine altar, Lord ! 
My harp and song shall sound 

The glories of tny word : 
Henceforth, to thee, O God of grace ! 
A hymn of praise, my life shall be. 

277 The Sacred Day. L. M. 61. 

1 Great God ! this sacred day of thine 

Demands the soul's collected powers ; 
With joy we now to thee resign 

These solemn, consecrated hours : 



Oh, may our souls, adoring, own 
The grace that calls us to thy throne. 

2 Hence, ye vain cares and trifles, fly ! 

Where God resides appear no more ; 
Omniscient God, thy piercing eye 

Can every secret thought explore ; 
Oh, may thy grace our hearts refine, 
And fix our thoughts on things divine. 

3 Thy Spirit's powerful aid impart ; 

Oh, may thy word, with life divine, 
Engage the ear and warm the heart, 

Then shall the day indeed be thine : 
Then shall our souls, adoring, own 
The grace which calls us to thy throne. 

278 Psalm 19. L. M. 61. 

1 Thy glory, Lord, the heavens declare j 

The firmament displays thy skill ; 
The changing clouds, the viewless air, 

Tempest and calm thy words fulfill j 
Day unto day doth utter speech, 
And night to night thy knowledge teach. 

2 Though voice nor sound inform the ear, 

Weil known the language of their song, 
When one by one the stars appear, 

Led by the silent moon along, 
Till round the earth, from all the sky, 
Thy beauty beams on every eye. 

3 While these transporting visions shine, 

Along the path of Providence, 
Glory eternal, joy divine, 

Thy word reveals, transcending sense ; 
My soul thy goodness longs to see, 
Thy love to man, thy love to me. 

279 Quiet in Service. L. M. 61. 
1 Forth from the dark and stormy sky, 

Lord, to thine altar's shade we fly ; 
Forth from the world, its hope and fear, 
Father, we seek thy shelter here ; 
Weary and weak thy grace we pray ; 
Turn not, O Lord, thy guests away. 
3 Long have we roamed in want and pain, 
Long have we sought thy rest in vain ; 
Wildered in doubt, in darkness lost, 
Long have our souls been tempest-tossed ; 
Low at thy feet our sins we lay ; 
Turn not, O Lord, thy guests away. 

280 Constant Devotion. L. M. 61. 
1 When, streaming from the eastern skies, 

The morning light salutes mine eyes, 
O Sun of righteousness divine, 
On me with beams of mercy shine ! 
Oh, chase the clouds of guilt away, 
And turn my darkness into day. 



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2 And when to heaven's all-glorious King 
My morning-sacrifice I bring, 

And, mourning o'er my guilt and shame, 
Ask mercy in my Saviour's name ; 
Then, Jesus, cleanse me with thy blood, 
And be my Advocate with God. 

3 When each day's scenes and labors close, 
And wearied nature seeks repose, 

With pardoning mercy richly blest, 
Guard me, my Saviour, while I rest ; 
And, as each morning sun shall rise, 
Oh, lead me onward to the skies ! * 

281 Thirsting for God.—Ps. 42. L. M. 61. 
1 As, panting in the sultry beam, 

The hart desires the cooling stream, 
So to thy presence, Lord, I flee, 
So longs my soul, O God, for thee ; 
A thirst to taste thy living grace, 
And see thy glory face to face. 

3 But rising griefs distress my soul, 
And tears on tears successive roll ; 
For many an evil voice is near 
To chide my woe and mock my fear ; 
And silent memory weeps alone 
O'er hours of peace and gladness flown. 

3 Ah, why, by passing clouds oppressed, 
Should vexing thoughts distract thy breast? 
Turn, turn to him, in every pain, 
Whom suppliants never sought in vain ; 
Thy strength, in joy's ecstatic day, 
Thy hope, when joy has passed away. 

282 The Good Shepherd.— Ps. 23. L. M. 61, 

1 The Lord my pasture shall prepare, 
And feed me with a shepherd's care ; 
His presence shall my wants supply, 
And guard me with a watchful eye ; 
My noonday walks he shall attend, 
And all my midnight hours defend. 

2 When in the sultry glebe I faint, 
Or in the thirsty mountain pant, 
To fertile vales, and dewy meads, 
My weary, wandering steps he leads ; 
Where peaceful rivers, soft and slow, 
Amid the verdant landscape flow. 

3 Though in the paths of death I tread, 
With gloomy horrors overspread, 
My steadfast heart shall fear no ill, 
For thou, O Lord, art with me still ; 
Thy friendly rod shall give me aid, 

And guide me through the dreadful shade. 

4 Though in a bare and rugged way, 
Through devious, lonely wilds I stray, 
Thy presence shall my pains beguile : 
The barren wilderness shall smile, 

With sudden greens and herbage crowned ; 
And streams snail murmur all around. 



283 Seeking Gocfs Face. 

1 Lord, we come before thee now, 
At thy feet we humbly bow ; 
Oh, do not our suit disdain ! 
Shall we seek thee, Lord, in vain? 

2 Lord, on thee our souls depend, 
In compassion now descend ; 

Fill our hearts with thy rich grace, 
Tune our lips to sing thy praise. 

3 In thine own appointed way, 
Now we seek thee ; here we stay j 
Lord, we know not how to go, 
Till a blessing thou bestow. 

4 Comfort those who weep and mourn ; 
Let the time of joy return • 

Those that are cast down lift up ; 
Make them strong in faith and hope. 

5 Grant that all may seek and find 
Thee a God supremely kind ; 
Heal the sick ; the captive free ; 
Let us all rejoice in thee. 

284 Psalm 23. 

1 To thy pastures fair and large, 
Heavenly Shepherd, lead thy charge, 
And my couch, with tendere'st care, 
'Mid the springing grass prepare. 

2 When I faint with summer's heat, 
Thou shalt guide my weary feet 
To the streams that, still and slow, 
Through the verdant meadows flow. 

3 Safe the dreary vale I tread, 

By the shades of death o'erspread, 
With thy rod and staff supplied, 
This my guard— and that my guide. 

4 Constant to my latest end, 
Thou mv footsteps shalt attend ; 
And shalt bid thy hallowed dome 
Yield me an eternal home. 

235 Going to Church. 

1 To thy temple we repair- 
Lord, we love to worship there, 
When within the vail we meet 
Thee upon the mercy-seat. 

2 While thy glorious name is sung. 
Tune our lips — unloose our tongue j 
Then our joyful souls shall bless 
Thee, the Lord our Righteousness. 

3 While to thee our prayers ascend, 
Let thine ear in love attend ; 
Hear us, for thy Spirit pleads— 
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4 While thy word is heard with awe, 
While we tremble at thy law, 

Let thy gospel's wondrous love 
Every djubt and fear remove. 

5 From thy house when we return, 
Let our hearts within us burn ; 
That at evening we may say — 

' We have walked with God to-day.' 

236 Sabbath Evening. 7- 

1 Softly fades the twilight ray 
Of the holy Sabbath day ; 
Gently as life's setting sun, 
When the Christian's course is run. 

2 Night her solemn mantle spreads 
O'er the earth as daylight fades j 
All things tell of calm repose, 
At the holy Sabbath's close. 

3 Peace is on the world abroad j 
'Tis the holy peace of God — 
Symbol of the peace within 
When the spirit rests from sin. 

4 Still the Spirit lingers near, 
Whefe the evening worshiper 
Seeks communion'with the skies, 
Press'ng onward to the prize. 

5 Saviour ! may our Sabbaths be 
Days of joy and peace in thee, 
Till in heaven our souls repose, 
Where the Sabbath ne'er shall close. 

287 " The True Light ." 7- 

1 Light of life, seraphic fire, 

Love divine, thyself impart j 
Every fainting soul inspire ; 
Enter every drooping heart ; — 

2 Every mournful sinner cheer ; 

Scatter all our guilty gloom j 
Father ! in thy grace appear, 
To thy human temples come. 

3 Come, in this accepted hour, 

Bring thy heavenly kingdom in • 
Fill us with thy glorious power, 
Set us free from all our sin. 

4 Nothing more can we require, 

We will covet nothing less j 
Be thou all our heart's desire, 
All our joy, and all our peace. 

283 Christian Fellowship. J. 

1 Sweet the time, exceeding sweet, 

When the saints together meet, 

When the Saviour is the theme, 

When they joy to sing of him ! 



2 Sing we then eternal love, 
Such as did the Father move ; 
He beheld the world undone,— 
Loved the world, and gave his Son. 

3 Sing the Son's amazing love ; 
How he left the realms above, 
Took our nature and our place, 
Lived and died to save our race. 

4 Sing we, too, the Spirit's love ; 
With our wretched hearts he strove, 
Took the things of Christ, and showed 
How to reach his blest abode. 

5 Sweet the place, exceeding sweet, 
Where the saints in glory meet ; 
Where the Saviour's still the theme, 
Where they see and sing of him. 

239 Sun of Righteousness. 7> 61. 

1 Christ, whose glory fills the skies, 

Christ, the true, the only light, 
Sun of Righteousness, arise, 

Triumph o'er the shades of night ; 
Day-spring from on high, be near, 
Day-star in my heart appear. 

2 Dark and cheerless is the morn, 

If thy light is hid from me ; 
Joyless is the day's return, 

Till thy mercy's beams I see • 
Till they inward light impart, 
Warmth and gladness to my heart. 

3 Visit, then, this soul of mine ; 

Pierce the gloom of sin and grief ; 
Fill me, radiant Sun divine ! 

Scatter all my unbelief ; 
More and more thyself display, 
Shining to the perfect day. 

290 The First Rest. 7> 61. 

1 Hail, thou bright and sacred morn, 

Risen with gladness in thy beams ! 
Light, which not of earth is born, 

From thy dawn in glory streams • 
Airs of heaven are breathed around, 
And each place is holy ground. 

2 Great Creator ! who this day 

From thy perfect work didst rest j 
By the souls that own thy sway 

Hallowed be its hours and blest ; 
Cares of earth aside be thrown, 
This day given to heaven alone ! 

291 Psalm 42. 7. 61. 
1 As the hart, with eager looks, 

Panteth for the water-brooks, 
So my soul, athirst for thee, 
Pants the living God to see ; 
When, oh, when, with filial fear, 
Lord, shall I to thee draw near? 



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2 Why art thou cast down, my soul? 
God, thy God, shall make thee whole ; 
Why art thou disquieted? 
God shall lift thy fallen head, 
And his countenance benign 
Be the saving health of thine. 

292 Evening Worship. 7> 61. 

1 Now, from labor and from care, 

Evening shades have set me free j 
In the work of praise and prayer, 

Lord ! I would converse with thee : 
Oh, behold me from above, 
Fill me with a Saviour's love. 

2 Sin and sorrow, guilt and woe, 

Wither all my earthly joys ; 
Naught can charm me here below, 

But my Saviour's melting voice • 
Lord ! forgive — thy grace restore, 
Make me thine for evermore. 

3 For the blessings of this day, 

For the mercies of this hour, 
For the gospel's cheering ray, 

For the Spirit's quickening power, — 
Grateful notes to thee I raise ; 
Oh, accept my song of praise. 

293 Psalm 84. 8, 7. 

1 Lord of hosts, thy tents how lovely ! 

Living God, thy courts to see 
My soul longeth, even fainteth — 
Heart and flesh cry out for thee. 

2 Lord of hosts, my supplication 

Hear — O God of Jacob's race — 
God, our shield and our salvation — ■ 
Look on thine Anointed's face. 

3 One day in thy courts is better 

Than a thousand — yea, therein 
I had rather be doorkeeper 
Than to dwell in tents of sin. 

4 Sun and shield art thou, bestowing 

Grace and glory on the just — 
No good thing from them withholding ; 
Blest are all who in thee trust. 

294 Joyous Praise. 8, J. 

1 Praise to thee, thou great Creator ! 

Praise to thee from every tongue j 
Join, my soul, with every creature, 
Join the universal song. 

2 Father ! source of all compassion ! 

Pure, unbounded grace is thine : 
Hail the God of our salvation, 
Praise iiim for his love divine ! 

3 For ten thousand blessings given, 

For the hope of future joy, 



Sound his praise thro' earth and heaven^ 
Sound Jehovah's praise on high ! 

4 Praise to God, the great Creator, 

Father, Son, and Holy Ghost ; 
Praise him, every living creature, 
Earth and heaven's united host. 

5 Joyfully on earth adore him, 

Till in heaven our song we raise ; 
Then enraptured fall before him, 
Lost in wonder, love, and praise ! 

295 Psalm 135. 8, 7. 

1 Praise the Lord, oh, praise Jehovah, 

Sing ye praises to his name ; 
Ye who serve him, Hallelujah 
To the Lord of hosts proclaim. 

2 Ye who stand within his temple, 

Praise his name — Jehovah laud • 
Ye who in his courts assemble, 
Praise the Lord of hosts, our God. 

3 Praise him, he is good and gracious, 

He is merciful and true ; 
Shout aloud Jehovah's praises, 
It is comely so to do. 

4 Praise him, for in his good pleasure 

He in Zion loves to dwell • 
Praise him, his peculiar treasure 
Is the seed of Israel. 

5 Ye who fear him, oh, draw near him ! 

Ye his saints, with one accord 
Come before him and adore him : 
Hallelujah, praise the Lord ! 

296 " Sweet Hour L. M. D. 

1 Sweet hour of prayer ! sweet hour of prayer ! 
That calls me from a world of care, 

And bids me, at my Father's throne, 
Make all my wants and wishes known : 
In seasons of distress and grief, 
My soul has often found relief, 
And oft escaped the tempter's snare, 
By thy return, sweet hour of prayer ! 

2 Sweet hour of prayer ! sweet hour of prayer ! 
Thy wings shall my petition bear, 

To "him, whese truth and faithfulness 
Engage the waiting soul to bless : 
And, since he bids me seek his face, 
Believe his word, and trust his grace, 
I'll cast on him my every care, 
And wait for thee, sweet hour of prayer ! 

297 Prayer anywhere. L. M. 
1 Jesus, where'er thy people meet, 

There they behold thy mercy-seat ♦ 
Where'er they seek thee thou art found, 
And every place is hallowed ground. 



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e For thou, within no walls confined, 
Inhabitest the humble mind ; 
Such ever bring thee where they come, 
And going, take thee to their home. 

3 Great Shepherd of thy chosen few, 
Thy former mercies here renew ; 
Here to our waiting hearts proclaim 
The sweetness of thy saving name. 

4 Here may we prove the power of prayer, 
To strengthen faith and sweeten care, 
To teach our faint desires to rise, 

And bring all heaven before our eyes. 

298 Hour of Prayer. L. M. 

1 Blest hour ! when mortal man retires 

To hold communion with his God, 
To send to heaven his warm desires, 
And listen to the sacred word. 

2 Blest hour ! when earthly cares resign 

Their empire o'er his anxious breast, 
While all around the calm divine 
Proclaims the holy day of rest. 

3 Blest hour ! when God himself draws nigh, 

Well pleased his people's voice to hear, 
To hush the penitential sigh, 
And wipe away the mourner's tear. 

4 Blest hour ! for where the Lord resorts — 

Foretastes of future bliss are given ; 
And mortals find his earthly courts 
The house of God, the gate of Heaven ! 

299 u Our infirmities." L. M. 
: Where high the heavenly temple stands, 

The house of God not made with hands, 
A great High Priest our nature wears, — 
The Guardian of mankind appears. 

2 Though now ascended up on high, 
He bends on earth a brother's eye ; 
Partaker of the human name, 

He knows the frailty of our frame. 

3 Our Fellow-sufferer yet retains 
A fellow feeling of our pains ; 
And still remembers, in the skies, 
His tears, his agonies, and cries. 

4 In every pang that rends the heait, 
The Man of Sorrows had a part • 
He sympathizes with our grief, 
And to the sufferer sends relief. 

5 With boldness, therefore, at the throne, 
Let us make all our sorrows known ; 
And ask the aid of heavenly power, 
To help us in the evil hour. 



300 Prayers hindered. L. M. 

1 What various hindrances we meet 
In coming to a mercy-seat ! 

Yet who that knows the worth of prayer 
But wishes to be often there ? 

2 Prayer makes the darken' d clouds withdraw; 
Prayer climbs the ladder Jacob saw, 

Gives exercise to faith and love, 
Brings every blessing from above. 

3 Restraining prayer, we cease to fight ; - 
Prayer makes the Christian's armor bright ; 
And Satan trembles when he sees 

The weakest saint upon his knees. 

4 Have you no words ? ah ! think again ; 
Words flow apace when you complain, 
And fill a fellow-creature's ear 

With the sad tale of all your care. 

5 Were half the breath thus vainly spent 
To heaven in supplication sent, 

Our cheerful song would oftener be, 

" Hear what the Lord hath done for me ! " 

301 "Ask what thou wilt." L. M. 

1 And dost thou say, " Ask what thou wilt?*' 

Lord, I would seize the golden hour : 
I pray to be released from guilt, 
And freed from sin and Satan's power. 

2 More of thy presence. Lord, impart; 

More of thine image let me bear : 
Erect thy throne within my heart, 
And reign without a rival there. 

3 Give me to read my pardon sealed, 

And from thy joy to draw my strength : 
Oh, be thy boundless love revealed 
In all its height and breadth and length, 

4 Grant these requests — I ask no more, 

But to thy care the rest resign : 
Sick, or in health, or rich, or poor, 
All shall be well, if thou art mine. 

302 The Mercy-seat. L. M. 

1 From every stormy wind that blows, 
From every swelling tide of woes, 
There is a calm, a sure retreat ; 

'Tis found beneath the mercy-seat. 

2 There is a place where Jesus sheds 
The oil of gladness on our heads, — 
A place than all besides more sweet ; 
It is the blood-bought mercy-seat. 

3 There is a scene where spirits blend, 
Where friend holds fellowship with friend ; 
Though sundered far, by faith they meet 
Around one common mercy-seat. 



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4 There, there, on eagle wings we soar, 
And sense and sin molest no more, 

And heaven comes down our souls to greet, 
And glory crowns the mercy-seat. 

5 Oh, let m} T hand forget her skill, 
My tongue be silent, cold, and still, 
This throbbing heart forget to beat, 
If I forget the mercy-seat. 

303 " The Tranquil Hour." L. M. 

1 Thou, Saviour, from thy throne on high. 

Enrobed with light and girt with power, 
Dost note the thought, the prayer, the sigh, 
Of hearts that love the tranquil hour. 

2 Now to our souls, withdrawn awhile 

From earth's rude noise, thy face reveal ; 
And as we worship, kindly smile, 
And for thine own our spirits seal. 

3 To thee we bring each grief and care, 

To thee we fly while tempests lower ; 
Thou wilt the weary burdens bear 
Of hearts that love the tranquil hour. 

304 " The Gate of Heaven." L. M. 

1 How sweet to leave the world awhile, 

And seek the presence of our Lord ! 
Dear Saviour ! on thy people smile, 
And come, according to thy word. 

2 From busy scenes w T e now retreat, 

That we may here converse with thee : 
Ah, Lord ! behold us at thy feet • 
Let this the 11 gate of heaven " be. 

3 " Chief of ten thousand ! " now appear, 

That we by faith may see thy face : 
Oh, speak, that we thy voice may hear 
And let thy presence fill this place. 

305 u Two or three.' 1 '' L. M. 

1 "Where two or three, with sweet accord, 
Obedient to their sovereign Lord, 
Meet to recount his acts of grace, 

And offer solemn prayer and praise ;— 

2 There will the gracious Saviour be, 
To bless the little company ; 
There, to unvail his smiling face, 
And bid his glories fill the place. 

3 We meet at thy command, O Lord 
Relying on thy faithful word ; 
Now send the Spirit from above, 
And fill our hearts with heavenly love. 

306 What Prayer is. C. M. 
x Prayer is the soul's sincere desire, 

Uttered or unexpressed ; 
The motion of a hidden fire 
That trembles in the breast. 



2 Prayer is the burden of a sigh, 

The falling of a tear, 
The upward glancing of an eye, 
When none but God is near. 

3 Prayer is the simplest form of speech 

Tnat infant lips can try ■ 
Prayer the sublimest strains that reach 
The Majesty on high. 

4 Prayer is the Christian's vital breath, 

The Christian's native air : 
His watchword at the gates of death- 
He enters heaven with prayer. 

5 Prayer is the contrite sinner's voice, 

Returning from his ways ; 
While angels in their songs rejoice, 
And cry — lk Behold he prays ! " 

6 O thou, bv whom we come to God — 

The Life, the Truth, the Way ; 
The path of prayer thyself hast trod ; 
Lord ! teach us how to pray. 

307 "Watch and Pray." C 

1 The Saviour bids thee watch and pray 

Through life's momentous hour ; 
And grants the Spirit's quickening ray 
To those who seek his power. 

2 The Saviour bids thee watch and pray, 

Maintain a warrior's strife ; 
O Christian ! hear his voice to-day: 
Obedience is thy life. 

3 The Saviour bids thee watch and pray, 

For soon the hour will come 
That calls thee from the earth away 
To thy eternal home. 

4 The Saviour bids thee watch and pray 

Oh, hearken to his voice, 
And follow where he leads the way, 
To heaven's eternal joys ! 

308 Comfort in Prayer. C 

1 Prayer is the breath of God in man, 

Returning whence it came ; 
Love is the sacred fire within, 
And prayer the rising flame. 

2 It gives the burdened spirit ease, 

And soothes the troubled breast ; 
Yields comfort to the mourning soul, 
And to the weary rest. 

3 When God inclines the heart to pray, 

He hath an ear to hear ; 
To him there's music in a sigh, 
And beauty in a tear. 

4 The humble suppliant cannot fail 

To have his wants supplied, 
Since he for sinners intercedes, 
Who once for sinners died. 



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309 Eveni?ig Prayer. C. M. 

1 Hail, tranquil hour of closing day ! 

Begone, disturbing care ! 
And look, my soul, from earth away, 
To him who heareth prayer. 

2 How sweet the tear of penitence, 

Before his throne of grace, 
While, to the contrite spirit's sense, 
He shows his smiling face. 

3 How sweet, thro' long remembered years, 

His mercies to recall ; 
And, pressed with wants, and griefs, and 
fears, 

To trust his love for all. 

4 How sweet to look, in thoughtful hope, 

Beyond this fading sky, 
And hear him call his children up 
To his fair home on high. 

5 Calmly the day forsakes our heaven 

To dawn beyond the west ; 
So let my soul, in life's last even, 
Retire to glorious rest. 

310 ''''Two or Three." C. M. 

1 Wherever two or three may meet, 

To worship in thy name, 
Bending beneath thy mercy-seat, 
This promise they may claim : — 

2 Jesus in love will condescend 

To bless the hallowed place ; 
The Saviour will himself attend, 
And show his smiling face. 

3 How bright the assurance ! gracious Lord, 

Fountain of peace and love, 
Fulfill to us thy precious word, 
Thy loving-kindness prove. 

4 Now to our God — the Father, Son, 

And Holy Spirit, sing ! 
With praise to God, the Three in One, 
Let all creation ring. 

311 Evening Devotion. C. M. 

1 O Lord, another day is flown ; 

And we, a lowly band, 
Are met once more before thy throne, 
To bless thy fostering hand. 

2 And wilt thou bend a listening ear 

To praises low as ours ? 
Thou wilt ! for thou dost love to hear 
The song which meekness pours. 

3 Thy heavenly grace to each impart ; 

All evil far remove ; 
And shed abroad in every heart 
Thy everlasting love. 

4 Thus chastened, cleansed, entirely thine, 

A flock by Jesus led, 



The Sun of holiness shall shine 

In glory on our head. 
5 And thou wilt turn our wandering feet, 

And thou wilt bless our way ; 
Till worlds shall fade, and faith shall greet 

The dawn of lasting day. 

312 Prayer in Retire77ient. C. M. 

1 I love to steal awhile away 

From every cumbering care, 
And spend the hours of setting day 
In humble, grateful prayer. 

2 I love in solitude to shed 

The penitential tear, 
And all his promises to plead, 
Where none but God can hear. 

3 I love to think on mercies past, 

And future good implore, 
And all my cares and sorrows cast 
On him whom I adore. 

4 I love by faith to take a view 

Of brighter scenes in heaven ; 
The prospect doth my strength renew, 
While here by tempests driven. 

5 Thus, when life's toilsome day is o'er, 

May its departing ray 
Be calm as this impressive hour, 
And lead to endless day. 

313 Prayer a Power. C. M. 

1 There is an eye that never sleeps 

Beneath the wing of night ; 
There is an ear that never shuts, 
When sink the beams of light. 

2 There is an arm that never tires, 

When human strength gives way • 
There is a love that never fails, 
Wh|n earthly loves decay. 

3 That eye is fixed on seraph throngs ; 

That arm upholds the sky ; 
That ear is filled with angel songs ; 
That love is throned on high. 

4 But there's a power which man can wield 

When mortal aid is vain, 
That eye, that arm, that love to reach, 
That listening ear to gain. 

5 That power is prayer, which soars on high, 

Through Jesus, to the throne ; 
And moves the hand which moves the world, 
To bring salvation down ! 

314 " A safe Retreat." CM. 
t Dear Father, to thy mercy-seat 

My soul for shelter hies : 
'Tis here I find a safe retreat 
When storms and tempests rise. 

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2 My cheerful hope can never die, 

If thou, my God, art near ; 
Thy grace can raise my comforts high, 
And banish every fear. 

3 My great Protector, and my Lord ! 

Thy constant aid impart ; 
Oh, let thy kind, thy gracious word 
Sustain my trembling heart. 

4 Oh, never let my soul remove 

From this divine retreat ; 
Still let me trust thy power and love, 
And dwell beneath thy feet. 

315 41 Christ invites us." S. M. 

1 Our heavenly Father calls, 

And Christ invites us near • 
With both our friendship shall be sweet, 
And our communion dear. 

2 God pities all our griefs : 

He pardons every day ; 
Almighty to protect our souls, 
And wise to guide our way. 

3 How large his bounties are ! 

"What various stores of good, 
Diffused from our Redeemer's hand, 
And purchased with his blood ! 

4 Jesus, our living Head, 

We bless thy faithful care ; 
Our Advocate before the throne, 
And our Forerunner there. 

5 Here fix, my roving heart ! 

Here wait, my warmest love ! 
Till the communion be complete, 
In nobler scenes above. 

316 Morning Prayer. S. M. 

1 Sweetly the holy hymn 

Breaks on the morning air ; 
Before the world with smoke is dim, 
We meet to offer prayer. 

2 While flowers are wet with dews, 

Dew of our souls, descend : 
Ere yet the sun the day renews, 
O Lord, thy Spirit send. 

3 Upon the battlefield, 

Before the fight begins, 
We seek, O Lord, thy sheltering shield, 
To guard us from our sins. 

4 On the lone mountain side, 

Before the morning's light, 
The Man of Sorrows wept and cried, 
And rose refreshed with might. 

5 Oh, hear us, then, for we 

Are very weak and frail, 



We make the Saviour's name our plea, 
And surely must prevail. 

317 41 Never Fa int. " S. 

1 Jesus, who knows full well 

The heart of every saint, 
Invites us all, our grief to tell, 
To pray and never faint. 

2 He bows his gracious ear, — 

W e never plead in vain ; 
Then let us wait till he appear, 
And pray, and pray again. 

3 Jesus, the Lord, will hear 

His chosen when they cry ; 
Yes, though he may a while forbear, 
He'll help them from on high. 

4 Then let us earnest cry, 

And never faint in prayer ; 
He sees, he hears, and, from on high, 
Will make our cause his care. 

318 Morning Prayer . S. 

1 How sweet the melting lay 

Which breaks upon the ear, 
When at the hour of rising day 
Christians unite in prayer. 

2 The breezes waft their cries 

Up to Jehovah's throne ; 
He listens to their humble sighs, 
And sends his blessings down. 

3 So Jesus rose to pray 

Before the morning light — 
Once on the chilling mount did stay, 
And wrestle all the night. 

4 So Jesus still doth pray 

Before the morning bright, 
On heavenly mountains far away, 
While w r e toil here in night. 

5 Leave, Lord, thy vigil there, 

Descend upon*life v s wave ; 
Come to the bark through midnight air, 
The storm shall cease to rave. 

319 " The Throne of Grace." S. 

1 Behold the throne of grace ! 

The promise calls me near ; 
There Jesus shows a smiling face, 
And waits to answer prayer. 

2 That rich atoning blood, 

Which sprinkled round I see, 
Provides for those who come to God 
An all-prevailing plea. 

3 My soul ! ask what thou wilt ; 

Thou canst not be too bold : 
Since his own blood for thee he spilt, 
What else can he withhold ? 



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4 Thine image, Lord, bestow, 

Thy presence and thy love ; 
I ask to serve thee here below, 
And reign with thee above. 

5 Teach me to live by faith ; 

Conform my will to thine ; 
Let me victorious be in death, 
And then in glory shine. 

320 " Thy Holy Spirit." S. M. 

1 Lord, bid thy light arise 

On all thy people here, 
And when we raise our longing eyes 
Oh, may we find thee near ! 

2 Thy Holy Spirit send, 

To quicken every soul ; 
And hearts the most rebellious bend 
To thy divine control. 

3 Let all that own thy name 

Thy sacred image bear ; 
And light in every heart the flame 
Of watchfulness and prayer. 

4 Since in thy love we see 

Our only sure relief, 
Oh, raise our earthly minds to thee, 
And help our unbelief. 

321 4k Thy suit prepare" * 7 - 

1 Come, my soul, thy suit prepare, 
Jesus loves to answer prayer ; 
He himself has bid thee pray, 
Therefore will not say thee nay. 

2 With my burden I begin : — 
Lord ! remove this load of sin ; 
Let thy blood, for sinners spilt, 
Set my conscience free from guilt. 

3 Lord ! I come to thee for rest, 
Take possession of my breast ; 
There, thy sovereign ri^ht maintain, 
And, without a rival, reign. 

4 While I am a pilgrim here, 
Let thy love my spirit cheer ; 

Be my Guide, my Guard, my Friend, 
Lead me to my journey's end. 

5 Show me what I have to do, 
Every hour my strength renew ; 
Let me live a life of faith, 

Let me die thy people's death. 

322 A n urgent Case. 7 
1 Lord ! I cannot let thee go, 

Till a blessing thou bestow ; 
Do not turn away thy face, 
Mine's an urgent, pressing case. 



2 Once«a sinner, near despair, 
Sought thy mercy-seat by prayer ; 
Mercy heard and set him free — 
Lord ! that mercy came to me. 

3 Many days have passed since then, 
Many changes I have seen ; 

Yet have been upheld till now ; 
Who could hold me up but thou ? 

4 Thou hast helped in every need — 
This emboldens me to plead ; 
After so much mercy past, 
Canst thou let me sink at last ? 

5 No — I must maintain my hold ; 
'Tis thy goodness makes me bold ; 
I can no denial take, 

Since I plead for Jesus' sake. 

323 God Everywhere. 

1 They who seek the throne of grace 
Find that throne in every place j 

If we live a life of prayer, 
God is present everywhere. 

2 In our sickness and our health, 
In our want, or in our wealth, 
If we look to God in prayer, 
God is present everywhere. 

3 When our earthly comforts fail, 
When the foes of life prevail, 
'Tis the time for earnest prayer j 
God is present everywhere. 

% Then, my soul, in every strait, 
To thy Father come, and wait ; 
He will answer every prayer : 
God is present everywhere. 

324 " Ever Faithfziir 

1 Let us with a joyful mind 
Praise the Lord,' for he is kind, 
For his mercies shall endure, 
Ever faithful, ever sure. 

Let us sound his name abroad, 
For of gods he is the God 
Who by wisdom did create 
Heaven's expanse and all its state ; — 

2 Did the solid earth ordain 
How to rise above the main ; 
Who, by his commanding might, 
Filled the new-made world with light : 
Caused the golden-tressed sun 

All the day his course to run ; 
And the moon to shine by night, 
'Mid her spangled sisters bright. 

3 All his creatures God doth feed, 
His full hand supplies their need ; 
Let us, therefore, warble forth 
His high majesty and worth. 



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He his mansion hath on high, 
'Bove the reach of mortal eye ; 
And his mercies shall endure, 
Ever faithful, ever sure. 

325 Sabbath Praise.— Ps. 92. 7* D. 

1 Thou who art enthroned above, 
Thou by whom we live and move ! 
Oh, how sweet, with joyful tongue, 
To resound thy praise in song ! 
When the morning paints the skies, 
When the sparkling stars arise, 
All thy favors to rehearse, 

And give thanks in grateful verse. 

2 Sw T eet the day of sacred rest, 
When devotion fills the breast, 
When we dwell within thy house, 
Hear thy word, and pay our vows ; 
Notes to heaven's high mansions raise 
Fill its courts with joyful praise j 
With repeated hymns proclaim 
Great Jehovah's awful name. 

3 From thy works our joys arise, 
O thou only good and wise ! 
Who thy wonders can declare ? 
How profound thy counsels are ! 
Warm our hearts with sacred fire ; 
Grateful fervors still inspire ; 

All our powers, with all their might, 
Ever in thy praise unite. 

326 Psalm 100. L. M. 

1 Ye nations round the earth, rejoice 

Before the Lord, your sovereign King ; 
Serve him with cheerful heart and voice, 
With all your tongues his glory sing. 

2 The Lord is God — 'tis he alone 

Doth life and breath and being give : 
We are his work — and not our own, 
The sheep that on his pastures live. 

3 Enter his gates with songs of joy, 

With praises to his courts repair j 
And make it your divine employ, 
To pay your thanks and honors there. 

4 The Lord is good — the Lord is kind ; 

Great is his grace — his mercy sure ; 
And all the race of man shall find 
His truth from age to age endure. 

327 Psalm 39. L. M. 

1 Jehovah reigns ; his throne is high ; 
His robes are light and majesty ; 

His glory shines with beams so bright, 
No mortal can sustain the sight. 

2 His terrors keep the w T orld in awe j 
His justice guards his holy law j 



Yet love reveals a smiling face, 

And truth and promise seal the grace. 
5 Through all his works his wisdom shines, 

And baffles Satan's deep designs; 

His power is sovereign to fulfill 

The noblest counsels of his will. 
4 And will this glorious Lord descend 

To be my Father and my Friend ? 

Then let my songs with angels' join, 

Heaven is secure, if God be mine. 

328 p S alm 117. I.. M. 

1 From all that dwell below the skies, 
Let the Creator's praise arise : 

Let the Redeemer s name be sung, 
Through every land, by every tongue. 

2 Eternal are thy mercies, Lord ! 
Eternal truth attends thy word : 

Thy praise shall sound from shore to shore, 
Till suns shall rise and set no more. 

329 God's Glory. L. M. 
2 Come, O my soul ! in sacred lays 

Attempt thy great Creator's praise : 

But, oh, what tongue can speak his fame ? 

What mortal verse can reach the theme ? 

2 Enthroned amid the radiant spheres, 
He glory like a garment wears ; 

To torm a robe of light divine, 

Ten thousand suns around him shine. 

3 In all our Maker's grand designs. 
Almighty power with wisdom shines ; 
His works, thro' all this wondrous frame, 
Declare the glory of his name. 

4 Raised on devotion's lofty w r ing, 
Do thou, my soul, his glories sing ; 
And let his praise employ thy tongue, 
Till listening worlds shall join the song ! 

330 "A noble Song." L. M. 

1 Now to the Lord a noble song ! 
Awake, my soul ! awake my tongue ! 
Hosanna to the eternal name, 

And all his boundless love proclaim. 

2 See where. it shines in Jesus' face, — 
The brightest image of his grace ! 
God, in the person of his Son, 

Hath all his mightiest works outdone. 

3 Grace ! — 'tis a sweet, a charming theme: 
My thoughts rejoice at Jesus' name : 
Ye angels ! dwell upon the sound : 

Ye heavens ! reflect it to the ground. 

4 Oh, may I reach that happy place, 
Where he unvails his lovely face, 
Where all his beauties you behold, 
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331 Psalm 36. L. M. 

1 High in the heavens, eternal God ! 

Thy goodness in full glory shines ; 
Thy truth shall break through every cloud 
That vails and darkens thy designs. 

2 For ever firm thy justice stands, 

As mountains their foundations keep : 
Wise are the wonders of thy hands ; 
Thy judgments are a mighty deep. 

3 My God, how excellent thy grace ! 

Whence all our hope and comfort springs ; 
The sons of Adam, in distress, 
Fly to the shadow of thy wings. 

4 From the provisions of thy house 

We shall be fed with sweet repast ; 
There, mercy like a river flows, 
And brings salvation to our taste. 

5 Life, like a fountain rich and free, 

Springs from the presence of my Lord ; 
And in thy light our souls shall see 
The glories promised in thy word. 

332 "TeDeum." E. M. 

1 Lord God of Hosts, by all adored ! 
Thy name we praise with one accord ; 
The earth and heavens are full of thee, 
Thy light; thy love, thy majesty. 

2 Loud hallelujahs to thy name 
Angels and seraphim proclaim ; 
Eternal praise to thee is given 

By all the powers and thrones in heaven. 

3 The apostles join the glorious throng, 
The prophets aid to swell the song, 
The noble and triumphant host 

Of martyrs make of thee their boast. 

4 The holy church in every place 
Throughout the world exalts thy praise • 
Both heaven and earth do worship thee, 
Thou Father of eternity ! 

5 From day to day, O Lord, do we 
Highly exalt and honor thee ; 
Thy name we worship and adore, 
World without end for evermore. 

333 "Worthy the Lamb." C. M. 

1 Sing we the song of those who stand 

Around the eternal throne, 
Of every kindred, clime, and land, 
A multitude unknown. 

2 Life's poor distinctions vanish here : 

To-day the young, the old, 
Our Saviour and his flock appear 
One Shepherd and one fold. 

3 Toil, trial, sufferings still await 

On earth the pilgrim's throng ; 



Yet learn we in our low estate 
The Church Triumphant's song. 
\ " Worthy the Lamb for sinners slain, — " 
Cry the redeemed above, 
" Blessing and honor to obtain, 
And everlasting love ! " 
5 " Worthy the Lamb," on earth we sing, 
" Who died our souls to save ! 
Henceforth, O Death ! where is thy sting? 
Thy victory, O Grave ! " 

334 Psalm 148. C. M. 

1 Praise ye the Lord, immortal choir ! 

In heavenly heights above, 
With harp, and voice, and soul of fire, 
Burning with perfect love. 

2 Shine to his glory, worlds of light ! 

Ye million suns of space ; 
Ye moons and glistening stars of night, 
Running your mystic race. 

3 Shout to Jehovah, surging main ! 

In deep eternal roar ; 
Let wave to wave resound the strain, 
And shore reply to shore. 

4 Storm, lightning, thunder, hail, and snow» 

Wild winds that keep his word, 
With the old mountains far below, 
Unite to bless the Lord. 

5 And round the wide world let it roll, 

Whilst man shall lead it on ; 
Join, every ransomed human soul, 
In glorious unison. 

335 Rejoicing in God. C. M* 

1 Come, shout aloud the Father's grace, 

And sing the Saviour's love ; 
Soon shall we join the glorious theme, 
In loftier strains above. 

2 God, the eternal, mighty God, 

To dearer names descends : 
Calls us his treasure and his joy, 
His children and his friends. 

3 My Father, God ! and may these lips 

Pronounce a name so dear ? 
Not thus could heaven's sweet harmony 
Delight my listening ear. 

4 Thanks to my God for every gift 

His bounteous hands bestow ; 
And thanks eternal for that love 
Whence all those comforts flow. 

336 Psalm 95. S. M. 
1 Come, sound his praise abroad, 

And hymns of glory sing : 
Jehovah is the sovereign God, 
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2 He formed the deeps unknown ; 

He gave the seas their bound ; 
The watery worlds are all his own, 
And all the solid ground. 

3 Come, worship at his throne, 

Come, bow before the Lord : 
We are his work, and not our own, 
He formed us by his word. 

4 To-day attend his voice, 

Nor dare provoke his rod ; 
Come, like the people of his choice, 
And own our gracious God. 

337 Psalm 118. S. M. 

1 See, what a living stone 

The builders did refuse : 
Yet God hath built his church thereon, 
In spite of envious Jews. 

2 The scribe and angry priest 

Reject thine only Son ; 
Yet on this rock shall Zion rest, 
As the chief corner-stone. 

3 The work, O Lord ! is thine, 

And wondrous in our eyes ; 
This day declares it all divine ; 
This day did Jesus rise. 

4 This is the glorious day, 

That our Redeemer made : 
Let us rejoice, and sing, and pray ; 
Let all the church be glad. 

5 Hosanna to the King 

Of David's royal blood ; 
Bless him, ye saints ! he comes to bring 
Salvation from your God. 

338 Call to Praise. S. M 

1 Stand up, and bless the Lord, 

Ye people of his choice ; 
Stand up and bless the Lord your God, 
With heart and soul and voice. 

2 Though high above all praise, 

Above all blessing high. 
Who would not fear his holy name, 
And laud, and magnify ? 

3 Oh, for the living flame 

From his own altar brought, 
To touch our lips, our souls inspire, 
And wing to heaven our thought ! 

4 God is our strength and song, 

And his salvation ours : 
Then be his love in Christ proclaimed, 
With all our ransomed powers. 

5 Stand up and bless the Lord ; 

The Lord your God adore ; 
Stand up, and bless his glorious name, 
Henceforth, for evermore. 



339 God^s Perfections, 

1 Oh, worship the King, 

All-glorious above • 
And gratefully sing 

His power and his love ; 
Our shield and defender, 

The Ancient oi Days, 
Pavilioned in splendor 

And girded with praise. 

2 Oh, tell of his might, 

Oh, sing of his grace, 
Whose robe is the light, 

Whose canopy, space ; 
Whose chariots of wrath 

The deep thunder-clouds form 
And dark is his path 

On the wings of the storm. 

3 Thy bountiful care 

What tongue can recite ? 
It breathes in the air, 

It shines in the light, 
It streams from the hills, 

It descends to the plain, 
And sweetly distils 

In the dew and the rain. 

4 Frail children of dust, 

And feeble as frail, 
In thee do we trust, 

Nor find thee to fail ; 
Thy mercies how tender, 

How firm to the end, 
Our Maker, Defender, 

Redeemer, and Friend ! 

340 " Salvation to God." 

1 Ye servants of God, 

Your Master proclaim, 
And publish abroad 

His wonderful name : 
The name, all victorious, 

Of Jesus extol ; 
His kingdom is glorious, 

And rules over all. 

2 God ruleth on high, 

Almighty to save ; 
And still he is«igh ■ 

His presence we have : 
The great congregation 

His triumph shall sing 1 , 
Ascribing salvation 

To Jesus, our King. 

3 11 Salvation to God, 

Who sits on the throne," 
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Our Saviour's high praises 

The angels proclaim, — 
Fall down on their faces, 

And worship the Lamb. 

4 Then let us adore, 

And give him his right — 
All glory and power, 

And wisdom and might • 
All honor and blessing, 

With angels above, 
And thanks never ceasing, 

And infinite love ! 

341 "The God of Abraham ." P M. 

1 The God of Abraham praise, 

Who reigns enthroned above, 
Ancient of everlasting days, 

And God of love ! 
Jehovah ! great I Am ! 

By earth and heaven confessed j 
I bow and bless the sacred name, 

For ever blest ! 

2 The God of Abraham praise ! 

At whose supreme command 
From earth I rise, and seek the joys 

At his right hand : 
I all on earth forsake, 

Its wisdom, fame, and power, 
And him my only portion make, 

My shield and tower. 

3 The God of Abraham praise ! 

Whose all-sufficient grace 
Shall guide me all my happy days 

In all my ways : 
He calls a worm his friend ! 

He calls himself my God ! 
And he shall save me to the end 

Through Jesus' blood ! 

342 "The Great I Am r P.M. 

1 God by himself hath sworn, 

I on his oath depend ; 
I shall, on eagles' wings upborne, 

To heaven ascend ; 
I shall behold his face, 

I shall his power adore, 
And sing the wonders of his grace 

For evermore ! 

2 The God who reigns on high 

The great archangels sing j 
And u Holy, holy, holy," cry, 

Almighty King ! 
Who was and is the same, 

And evermore shall be ; 
Jehovah, Father, great I Am, 

We worship thee. 



3 The whole triumphant host 

Give thanks to God on high ; 
" Hail ! Father, Son, and Holy Ghost ! " 

They ever cry : 
Hail ! Abraham's God, and mine ! 

I join the heavenly lays ; 
All might and majesty are thine, 

And endless praise ! 

343 Helped Hitherto. L. M. 

1 Thus far the Lord has led me on ; 

Thus far his power prolongs my days 5 
And every evening shall make known 
Some fresh memorial of his grace. 

2 Much of my time has run to waste, 

And I, perhaps, am near my home • 
But he forgives my follies past, 
And gives me strength for days to come. 

3 I lay my body down to sleep • 

Peace is the pillow for my head ; 
While well-appointed angels keep 
Their watchful stations round my bed. 

4 Thus when the night of death shall come, 

My flesh shall rest beneath the ground, 
And wait thy voice to break my tomb, 
With sweet salvation in the sound. 

344 Evening Song. L. M. 

1 Great God ! to thee my evening song 

With humble gratitude I raise ; 
Oh, let thy mercy tune my tongue. 
And fill my heart with lively praise. 

2 My days unclouded as they pass, 

And every gentle, rolling hour, 
Are monuments of wondrous grace, 
And witness to thy love and power. 

3 And yet this thoughtless, wretched heart, 

Too oft regardless of thy love, 
Ungrateful, can from thee depart, 
And, fond of trifles, vainly rove. 

4 Seal my forgiveness in the blood 

Of Jesus ; his dear name alone 
I plead for pardon, gracious God ! 
And kind acceptance at thy throne. 

345 Dismissal. L. M. 

1 Dismiss us with thy blessing, Lord ! 
Help us to feed upon thy w T ord ; 
All that has been amiss, forgive, 
And let thy truth within us live. 

2 Though we are guilty, thou art good ; 
Wash all our works in Jesus' blood j 
Give every burdened soul release, 
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346 Service ended. L. M. 

1 Ere to the world again we go, 

Its pleasures, cares, and idle show, 

Thy grace, once more, O God, we crave, 

From folly and from sin to save. 

2 May the great truths we here have heard, 
The lessons of thy holy word — 

Dwell in our inmost bosoms deep, 
And all our souls from error keep. 

3 Oh, may the influence of this day 
Long as our memory with us stay, 
And as a constant guardian prove, 
To guide us to our home above. 

4 To God the Father, God the Son, 
And God the Spirit, three in one, 
Be honor, praise, and glon- given, 
By all on earth, and all in heaven. 

347 Evening Hymn. L. M. 

1 Glory to thee, my God, this night, 
For all the blessings of the light ; 
Keep me, oh, keep me, King ot kings ! 
Beneath thine own almighty wings. 

2 Forgive me, Lord, for thy dear Son, 
The ill which I this day have done ; 
That with the world, myself, and thee, 
I, ere I sleep, at peace may be. 

3 Teach me to live, that I may dread 
The grave as little as my bed : 
Teach me to die, that so I may 
Rise glorious at the judgment-da}'. 

4 Oh, let my soul on thee repose, 

And may sweet sleep mine eyelids close ! 
Sleep, which shall me more vigorous make, 
To serve my God when I awake. 

5 Be thou my guardian, while I sleep 
Thy watchful station near me keep ; 
My heart with love celestial fill, 

And guard me from the approach of ill. 

6 Lord, let my soul for ever share, 
The bliss of thy paternal care : 

'Tis heaven on earth, 'tis heaven above, 
To see thy face, and sing thy love ! 

348 » The Peace of God." L. M. 

1 The peace which God alone reveals, 

And by his word of grace imparts, 
Which only the believer feels, 
Direct, and keep, and cheer our hearts ! 

2 And may the holy Three in One, 

The Father, Word, and Comforter, 
Pour an abundant blessing down 
On every soul assembled here ! 



3 Praise God, from whom all blessings flow • 
Praise him, all creatures here below j 
Praise him above, ye heavenly host ! 
Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost. 

349 The Close of the Sabbath. L. M. 

1 Another day has passed along, 

And we are nearer to the tomb, — 
Nearer to join the heavenly song, 
Or hear the last eternal doom. 

2 Sweet is the light of Sabbath-eve, 

And soft the sunbeams lingering there ; 
For these blest hours, the world I leave, 
Wafted on wings of faith and prayer. 

3 The time, how lovely and how still ; 

Peace shines and smiles on all below, — 
The plain, the stream, the wood, the hill, — 
All fair with evening's setting glow. 

4 Season of rest ! the tranquil soul 

Feels the sweet calm, and melts to love, — 
And while these sacred moments roll, 
Faith sees a smiling heaven above. 

5 Nor will our days of toil be long, 

Our pilgrimag'e will soon be trod ; 
And we shall join the ceaseless song, — 
The endless Sabbath of our God. 

350 "Abide with me. " 10. 

1 Abide with me ! Fast falls the eventide, 
The darkness deepens — Lord, with me abide ! 
When other helpers fail, and comforts flee. 
Help of the helpless, oh, abide with me ! 

2 Swift to its close ebbs out life's little day ; 
Earth's joys grow dim, its glories pass away ; 
Change and decay in all around I see ; 

O thou, who changest not, abide with me ! 

3 I need thy presence every passing hour, 
What but thy grace can foil the tempter's 

power ? 

Who, like thyself, my guide and stay can be ? 
Through cloud and sunshine, oh, abide with 
me !, 

4 Not a brief glance I long, a passing word ; 
But as thou dwell'st with thy disciples, Lord, 
Familiar, condescending, patient, free, 
Come, not to sojourn, but abide, with me ! 

5 Hold thou thy cross before my closing eyes ; 
Shine through the gloom, andf point me to the 

skies ; 

Heaven's morning breaks, and earth's vaii: 

shadows flee ! 
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351 Pa rting Hym n. 10. 

1 Saviour, again to thy dear name we raise 
With one accord our parting hymn of praise ; 
W e rise to bless thee ere our worship cease, 
And, now departing, wait thy word of peace. 

2 Grant us thy peace upon our homeward way ; 
With thee began, with thee shall end the day ; 
Guard thou the lips from sin, the hearts from 

shame, 

That in this house have called upon thy name. 

3 Grant us thy peace, Lord, through the coming 

night, 

Turn thou for us its darkness into light ; 
From harm and danger keep thy children free, 
For dark and light are both alike to thee. 

4 Grant us thy peace throughout our earthly 

life, 

Our balm in sorrow, and our stay in strife ; 
Then, when thy voice shall bid our conflict 
cease, 

Call us, O Lord, to thine eternal peace. 

352 El'ening Song. 7- 

1 Softly now the light of day 
Fades upon my sight away ; 
Free from care, from labor free, 
Lord, I would commune with thee. 

2 Thou, whose all-pervading eye 
Naught escapes without, within, 
Pardon each infirmity, 

Open fault, and secret sin. 

3 Soon, for me, the light of day 
Shall for ever pass away ; 
Then, from sin and sorrow free, 
Take me, Lord, to dwell with thee. 

4 Thou who, sinless, yet hast known 
All of man's infirmity ; 

Then from thine eternal throne, 
Jesus, look with pitying eye. 

353 Closing Hymn. J. 

1 For a season called to part, 

Let us now ourselves commend 
To the gracious eye and heart 
Of our ever present Friend. 

2 Jesus ! hear our humble prayer. 

Tender Shepherd of thv sheep ! 
Let thy mercy and thy care 
All our souls in safety keep. 

3 Then if thou thy help afford, 

Joyful songs to thee shall rise, 
And our souls shall praise the Lord, 
Who regards our humble cries. 



354 Hymn at Parting. J. 

1 Thou, from whom we never part, 

Thou, whose love is everywhere, 
Thou, who seest every heart, 
Listen to our evening prayer. 

2 Father, fill our hearts with love, 

Love unfailing, full and free ; 
Love that no alarm can move, 
Love that ever rests on thee. 

3 Heavenly Father ! through the night 

Keep us safe from every ill ; 
Cheerful as the morning light, 
May we wake to do thy will. 

355 T/ie mercies of a day. *]• 

1 For the mercies of the day, 
For this rest upon our way, 
Thanks to thee alone be given, 
Lord of earth and King of heaven ! 

2 Cold our services have been. 
Mingled every prayer with sin : 
But thou canst and wilt forgive ; 
By thy grace alone we live. 

3 While this thorny path we tread, 
May thy love our footsteps lead ; 
When our journey here is past, 
May we rest with thee at last. 

4 Let these earthly Sabbaths prove 
Foretastes of our joys above ; 
While their steps thy children bend 
To the rest which knows no end. 

356 Evening hymn. S. M. 

1 The day is past and gone, 

The evening shades appear • 
Oh, may we all remember well 
The night of death draws near. 

2 We lay our garments by, 

Upon our beds to rest ; 
So death will soon disrobe us all 
Of what we here possessed. 

3 Lord, keep us safe this night, 

Secure from all our fears ; 
May angels guard us while we sleep, 
Till morning light appears. 

4 And when we early rise, 

And view the unwearied sun, 
May we set out to win the prize, 
And after glory run. 

5 And when our days are past, 

And we from time remove, 
Oh, may we in thy bosom rest, 
The bosom of thy love. 

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357 Sabbath over. S. M. 

1 The day of praise is done ; 

The evening shadows fall ; 
Yet pass not trom us with the sun, 
True Light that lightenest all ! 

2 Around thy throne on high, 

Where night can never be, 
The white-robed harpers of the sky 
Bring ceaseless hymns to thee. 

3 Too faint our anthems here ; 

Too soon of praise we tire ; 
But oh, the strains how full and clear 
Of that eternal choir ! 

4 Yet, Lord ! to thy dear will 

If thou attune the heart, 
We in thine angels' music still 
May bear our lower part. 

5 Shine thou within us, then, 

A day that knows no end, 
Till songs of angels and of men 
In perfect praise shall blend. 

358 41 Closing hour " S. M. 

1 Lord, at this closing hour, 

Establish every heart 
Upon thy word of truth and power, 
To keep us when we part. 

2 Peace to our brethren give ; 

Fill all our hearts with love ; 
In faith and patience may we live, 
And seek our rest above. 

3 Through changes, bright or drear, 

We would thy will pursue ; 
And toil to spread thy kingdom here, 
Till we its glory view. 

4 To God, the only wise, 

In every age adored, 
Let glory from the church arise 
Through Jesus Christ our Lord ! 

359 » Do it with thy might." S. M. 

1 The swift declining day, 

How fast its moments fly ! 
While evening's broad an5 gloomy shade 
Gains on the western sky. 

2 Ye mortals, mark its pace, 

And use the hours of light ; 
And know, its Maker can command 
At once eternal night. 

3 Give glory to the Lord, 

Who rules the whirling sphere ; 
Submissive at his footstool bow, 
And seek salvation there. 



4 Then shall new lustre break 

Through death's impending gloom, 
And lead you to unchanging light, 
In your celestial home. 

360 Doxology. S. M, 

1 To God the only wise, 

Who keeps us by his word, 
Be glory now and evermore, 
Through Jesus Christ our Lord. 

2 Hosanna to the Word, 

Who from the Father came ; 
Ascribe salvation to the Lord, 
And ever bless his name. 

3 The grace of Christ our Lord, 

The Father's boundless love, 
The Spirit's blest communion, too, 
Be with us from above. 

361 "Abide with us." S. M . 

1 The day, O Lord, is spent ; 

Abide with us. and rest ; 
Our hearts' desires are fully; bent 
On making thee our guest. 

2 We have not reached that land, 

That happy land, as yet, 
Where holy angels round thee stand, 
Whose sun can never set. 

3 Our sun is sinking now, 

Our day is almost o'er ; 
O Sun of "Righteousness, do thou 
Shine on us evermore ! 

362 Parting Hymn. S. M. 

1 Once more, before we part, 

Oh, bless the Saviour's name ; 
Let every tongue and every heart 
Adore and praise the same. 

2 Lord, in thy grace we came, 

That blessing still impart ; 
We met in Jesus' sacred name, 
In Jesus' name we part. 

3 Still on thy holy word 

Help us to feed, and grow, 
Still to go pn to know the Lord, 
And practise what we know. 

4 Now, Lord, before we part, 

Help us to bless thy name : 
Let every tongue and every heart 
Adore and praise the same. 

363 

Be7iediction. o, 7 

i May the grace of Christ our Saviour, 
And the Father's boundless love, 
With the Holy Spirit's favor, 
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2 Thus may we abide in union 

With each other and the Lord ; 
And possess, in sweet communion, 
Joys which earth cannot afford. 

364 u An Evening Blessing.'''' S, J. 

1 Saviour, breathe an evening blessing, 

Ere repose our spirits seal ; 
Sin and want we come confessing • 
Thou canst save, and thou canst heal. 

2 Though destruction walk around us, 

Though the arrow near us fly, 
Angel guards from thee surround us ; 
We are safe if thou art nigh. 

3 Though the night be dark and dreary, 

Darkness cannot hide from thee ; 
Thou art he who, never weary, 
Watcheth where thy people be. 

4 Should swift death this night o'ertake us, 

And our couch become our tomb, 
Mav the morn in heaven awake us, 
Clad in light and deathless bloom. 

365 The Pilgrim. 8, 7. D. 

1 Gently, Lord, oh, gently lead us, 

Through this lonely vale of tears : 
Through'the changes thou'st decreed us, 

Till our last great change appears. 
When temptation's dares assail us, 

When in devious paths we stray, 
Let thy goodness never fail us, 

Lead us in thy perfect way. 

2 In the hour of pain and anguish, 

In the hour when death draws near, 
Suffer not our hearts to languish, 

Suffer not our souls to fear. 
And when mortal life is ended, 

Bid us in thine arms to rest, 
Till by angel bands attended, 

We awake among the blest. 

366 Close of Worship. 8,7.4. 

1 Lord, dismiss us with thy blessing, 

Fill our hearts with joy and peace ; 
Let us each, thy love possessing, 
Triumph in redeeming grace • 

Oh, refresh us, 
Traveling through this wilderness. 

2 Thanks we give, and adoration, 

For thy gospel's joyful sound, 
May the fruits of thy salvation 
In our hearts and lives abound • 

May thy presence 
With us evermore be found. 

3 So, when'er the signal's given, 

Us from earth to call away ; 



Borne on angels' wings to heaven, 
Glad to leave our cumbrous clay, 

May we, ready, 
Rise and reign in endless day. 

367 " Guide me." 8, 7, 4. 

1 Guide me, O thou great Jehovah, 

Pilgrim through this barren land ; 
I am weak, but thou art mighty ; 
Hold me with thy powerful hand : 

Bread of heaven ! 
Feed me till I want no more. 

2 Open thou the crystal fountain, 

Whence the healing streams do flow ; 
Let the fiery, cloudy pillar 
Lead me all my journey through : 

Strong Deliverer ! 
Be thou still my strength and shield. 

3 When I tread the verge of Jordan, 

Bid my anxious fears subside ; 
Death of death ! and hell's Destruction ! 
Land me safe on Canaan's side : 

Songs of praises 
I will ever give to thee. 

368 u Saviour, keep us. 11 o, 4« 

1 God of our salvation ! hear us ; 

Bless, oh, bless us, ere we go ; 
When we join the world, be near us, 
Lest we cold and careless grow. 

Saviour ! keep us ; 
Keep us safe from every foe. 

2 As our steps are drawing nearer 

To our everlasting home, 
May our view of heaven grow clearer, 
Hope more bright of joys to come ; 

And, when dying, 
May thy presence cheer the gloom. 

369 u Guard -us, guide us. 11 8, 7, 61. 

1 Lead us, heavenly Father, lead us 

O'er the world's tempestuous sea ; 
Guard us, guide us, keep us, feed us, 

For we have no help but thee j 
Yet possessing every blessing, 

If our God our Father be. 

2 Saviour, breathe forgiveness o'er us, 

All our weakness thou dost know ; 
Thou didst tread this earth before us, 

Thou didst feel its keenest woe ; 
Lone and dreary, faint and weary, 

Through the desert thou didst go. 

3 Spirit of our God, descending, 

Fill our hearts with heavenly joy ; 



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Love with every passion blending', 

Pleasure that can never cloy : 
Thus provided, pardoned, guided, 

.Nothing can our peace destroj'. 

S70 " One More Day." P.M. 

1 One more day's work for Jesus, 

One less otlife for me ! 
But heaven is nearer, 
And Christ is dearer 
Than yesterday, to me ; 
His love and'light 
Fill all my soul to-night. 
CHO.-^One more day's work for Jesus, 
One more day's work for Jesus, 
One more day's work for Jesus, 
One less of life for me. 

2 One more day's work for Jesus ; 

How sweet the work has been, 

To tell the story, 

To show the glory, 
Where Christ's hock enter in ! 

How it did shine 

In this poor heart of mine ! — Cho. 

3 One more day's work for Jesus — 

Oh, yes, a weary day ; 

But heaven shines clearer, 

And rest comes nearer, 
At each step of the way ; 

And Christ in all — 

Before his face 1 fall. — Cho. 

4 Oh, blessed work for Jesus ! 

Oh, rest at Jesus' feet ! 

There toil seems pleasure, 

My wants are treasure, 
And pain for him is sweet. 

Lord, if I may, 

I'll serve another day ! — Cho. 

371 Gloria Patri. 

i Glory be to the Father, and to the Son, 
And to the Holy Ghost ; 
As it was in the beginning, is now, and ever 
shall be, 

World without end. Amen. Amen. 
372 

" The day is gone." L. M. 

1 Sweet Saviour, bless us ere we go : 

Thy word into our minds instill ; 
And make our lukewarm hearts to glow 

With lowly love and fervent will. 
Ref. — Through life's long day and death's 
dark night, 
O gentle Jesus, be our light. 

2 The day is gone, its hours have run, 

And thou hast taken count of all, 
The scanty triumphs grace hath won, 
The broken vow, the frequent fall. — Ref. 



3 Do more than pardon ; give us joy, 

Sweet fear, and sober liberty, 
And simple hearts without alloy 
That only long to be like thee.— Ref. 

4 Labor is sweet, for thou hast toiled ; 

And care is light, for thou hast cared ; 
Ah ! never let our works be soiled 

With strife, or by deceit ensnared.— Ref. 

5 For all we love, the poor, the sad, 

The sinful, unto thee we call ; 
Oh, let thy mercy make us glad : 
Thou art our Jesus, and our AH. — Ref. 

373 Matt. 6: 9-13. 

1 Our Father, who art in heaven, | hallowed | 

be thy | name ; |i thy kingdom come, thy 
will be done on | earth, as it J is in [ 
heaven ; 

2 Give us this | day our | daily [ bread ; !! and 

forgive us our trespasses, as we forgive | 
them that | trespass | against us. 

3 And lead us not into temptation, but de- | 

liver I us from | evil ; || lor thine is the 
kingdom, and the power, and the | glorv, 
for- I ever. A- | men. 

374 Evening Song. II. 5« 

1 Now God be with us, for the night is closing, 
The light and darkness are of his disposing ; 
And 'neath his shadow here to rest we yield 

us : 

For he will shield us. 

2 Let evil thoughts and spirits flee before us • 
Till morning cometh, watch, O Father ! o er 

us ; 

In soul and body thou from harm defend us. 
Thine angels send us. 

3 Let pious thoughts be ours when sleep o'er- 

takes us ; 

Our earliest thoughts be thine when morning 

wakes us ; 

All sick and mourners, we to thee commend 
them. 

Do thou befriend them. 

4 We have no refuge, none on earth to aid us, 
But thee, O Father ! who thine own hast 

made us ; 

Keep us in life ; forgive our sins ; deliver 
Us now and ever. 

5 Praise be to thee through Jesus our salvation, 
God, three in one. the Ruler of creation, 
High throned, o'er all thine eye of mercy 

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375 Evening Confession. H« 5- 

1 From the recesses of a lowly spirit, 

Our humble prayer ascends ; O Father ! hear 
it, 

Upsoaring on the wings of awe and meek- 
ness ; 

Forgive its weakness ! 

2 We see thy hand ; it leads us, it supports us ! 
We hear thy voice ; it counsels and it courts 

us : 

And then we turn away • and still thy kind- 
ness 

Forgives our blindness. 

3 Oh, how long-suffering, Lord ! but thou de- 

lightest 

To win with love the wandering ; thou in- 
vitest, 

By smiles of mercy, not by frowns or terrors, 
Man from his errors. 

4 Father and Saviour ! plant within each bosom 
The seeds of holiness, and bid them blossom 
In fragrance and in beauty bright and vernal, 

And spring eternal. 

5 Then place them in thine everlasting gardens, 
Where angels walk, and seraphs are the 

wardens ; 

Where every flower escaped through death's 
dark portal, 
Becomes immortal. 

376 "The Last Beam." P.M. 

1 Fading, still fading, the last beam is shining, 
Father in heaven, the day is declining ; 
Safety and innocence fly with the light. 
Temptation and danger walk forth with the 

night : 

From the fall of the shade till the morning 

bells chime, 
Shield me from danger, save me from crime ! 
Ref.— Father, have mercy, Father, have mercy, 
Father, have mercy thro' Jesus Christ 
our Lord, Amen. 

2 Father in heaven, oh, hear when we call ! 
Hear, for Christ's sake, who is Saviour of all; 
Feeble and fainting, we trust in thy might ; 
In doubting and darkness, thy love be our 

light ; 

Let us sleep on thy breast while the night 

taper burns, 
Wake in thy arms when morning returns. 

—Ref. 

377 Christ in the Gospel. L. M. 
i God, in the gospel of his Son, 

Makes his eternal counsels known, 
Where love in all its glory shines, 
And truth is drawn in fairest lines. 



2 Here, sinners of an humble frame 

May taste his grace, and learn his name • 
May read, in characters of blood, 
The wisdom, power, and grace of God. 

3 Here, faith reveals, to mortal eyes, 
A brighter world beyond the skies ; 

Here, shines the light which guides our way 
From earth to realms of endless day. 

4 Oh, grant us grace, almighty Lord ! 
To read and mark thy holy word, 
Its truths with meekness to receive, 
And by its holy precepts live. 

378 A written Revelation. L. M. 

1 Let everlasting glories crown 

Thy head, my Saviour, and my Lord ! 
Thy hands have brought salvation down 
And writ the blessings in thy word. 

2 In vain the trembling conscience seeks 

Some solid ground to rest upon ; 
With long despair the spirit breaks, 
Till we apply to Christ alone. 

3 How well thy blessed truths agree ! 

How wise and holy thy commands ! 
Thy promises — how firm they be ! 
How firm our hope and comfort stands ! 

379 

Inspiration. 

1 'Twas by an order from the Lord 
The ancient prophets spoke his word ! 
His Spirit did their tongues inspire. 

And warmed their hearts with heavenly fire. 

2 The works and wonders which they wrought 
Confirmed the messages they brought : 

The prophet's pen succeeds his breath, 
To save the holy words from death. 

3 Great God, mine eyes with pleasure look 
On the dear volume of thy book • 
There my Redeemer's face I see, 

And read his name who died for me. 

380 Psalm 19. L. M. 

1 The starry firmament on high, 
And all the glories of the sky, 

Yet shine not to thy praise, O Lord, 
So brightly as thy written word. 

2 The hopes that holy word supplies, 
Its truths divine and precepts wise, 
In each a heavenly beam I see, 
And every beam conducts to thee. 

3 Almighty Lord, the sun shall fail, 
The moon forget her nightly tale, 
And deepest silence hush on High 
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4 But fixed for everlasting 3 r ears, 
Unmoved, amid the wreck of spheres, 
Thy word shall shine in cloudless da}-, 
When heaven and earth have passed away. 

381 Nature and the Word. L. M. 

1 Now let my soul, eternal King, 
To thee its grateful tribute bring ; 
My knee with humble homage bow, 
My tongue perform its solemn vow. 

2 All nature sings thy boundless love, 
In worlds below, and worlds above ; 
But in thy blessed word I trace 
Diviner wonders of thy grace. 

3 Here what delightful truths I read ! 
Here I behold the Saviour bleed ; 
His name salutes my listening ear, 
Revives my heart and checks my fear. 

4 Here Jesus bids my sorrows cease, 

And gives my laboring conscience peace ; 
Here lifts my grateful passions high, 
And points to mansions in the sky. 

5 For love like this, oh, let my song, 
Through endless years, thy praise prolong ; 
Let distant climes thy name adore, 

Till time and nature are no more. 

382 "A little Book Open." L. M. 

1 I love the sacred Book of God ! 

No other can its place supply ; 
It points me to his own abode ; 
It gives me wings, and bids me fly. 

2 Sweet Book ! in thee my eyes discern 

The very image of m} T Lord : 
From thine instructive page I learn 
The joys his presence will afford, 

3 In thee I read my title clear 

To mansions that will ne'er decay ; — 
Dear Lord, oh, when wilt thou appear, 
And bear thy prisoner away ? 

4 While I am here, these leaves supply 

His place, and tell me of his love ; 
I read with faith's discerning eye, 
And gain a glimpse of joys above. 

5 I know in them the Spirit breathes 

To animate his people here ; 
Oh, may these truths prove life to all, 
Till in his presence we appear ! 

383 Progress of Truth. L. M. 
i Upon the Gospel's sacred page 

The gathered beams of ages shine ; 
And, as it hastens, every age 

But makes its brightness more divine. 



2 On mightier wing, in loftier flight, 

From year to year does knowledge soar; 
And, as it soars, th£ Gospel light 
Becomes effulgent more and more. 

3 More glorious still, as centuries roll, 

New regions blest, new powers unfurled, 
Expanding with the expanding soul, 
Its radiance shall o'erflow the world, — 

4 Flow r to restore, but not destroy ; 

As when the cloudless lamp of day 
Pours out its floods of light and joy, 
And sweeps the lingering mist away. 

384 Love to Christ desired. C. M. 

1 Thou lovely source of true delight, 

Whom I unseen adore ! 
Unvail thy beauties to my sight, 
That I ma}- love thee more. 

2 Tlry glory o'er creation shines : — 

But in thy sacred word, 
I read, in fairer, brighter lines, 
My bleeding, dying Lord. 

3 'Tis here, whene'er my comforts droop, 

And sin and sorrow rise, 
Thy love, with cheering beams of hope, 
My fainting heart supplies. 

4 But ah ! too soon the pleasing scene 

Is clouded o'er with pain ■ 
My gloomy fears rise dark between, 
And I again complain. 

5 Jesus, my Lord, my life, my light ! 

Oh, come with blissful ray ; 
Break radiant through the shades of night, 
And chase my fears away. 

6 Then shall my soul with rapture trace 

The wonders of thy love : 
But the full glories of thy face 
Are only known above. 

385 Unfruitfulness lamented. C. M. 

1 Loxg have I sat beneath the sound 

Of thy salvation, Lord ! 
But still how weak my faith is found, 
And knowledge of thy word ! 

2 Oft I frequent thy holy place, 

And hear almost in vain • 
How small a portion of thy grace 
My memory can retain ! 

3 How cold and feeble is my love ! 

How negligent my fear ! 
How low my hope of joys above ! 
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4 Great God ! thy sovereign power impart, 

To give thy word success : 
Write thy salvation in my heart, 
And make me learn thy grace. 

5 Show my forgetful feet the way 

That leads to joys on high : 
There knowledge grows without decay, 
And love shall never die. 

386 A blessed Gospel.— Ps. 89. C. M. 

1 Blest are the souls that hear and know 

The gospel's joyous sound ; 
Peace shall attend the path they go, 
And light their steps surrouncl. 

2 Their joy shall bear their spirits up, 

Through their Redeemer s name ; 
His righteousness exalts their hope, 
Nor Satan dares condemn. 

3 The Lord, our glory and defence, 

Strength and salvation gives ; 
Israel ! thy King for ever reigns, 
Thry God for ever lives. 

387 The Bible suited to our Wants. C. M. 

1 Father of mercies ! in thy word 

What endless glory shines ! 
For ever be thy name adored, 
For these celestial lines. 

2 Here, the fair tree of knowledge grows, 

And yields a free repast ; 
Sublimer sweets than nature knows 
Invite the longing taste. 

3 Here, the Redeemer's welcome voice 

Spreads heavenly peace around ; 
And life, and everlasting joys 
Attend the blissful sound. 

4 Oh, may these heavenly pages be 

My ever dear delight ; 
And still new beauties may I see, 
And still increasing light. 

5 Divine instructor, gracious Lord ! 

Be thou for ever near ; 
Teach me to love thy sacred word, 
And view my Saviour there. 

388 The Word Decisive. CM. 

1 Laden with guilt, and full of fears, 

I fly to thee, my Lord, 
And not a glimpse of hope appears, 
But in thy written word. 

2 This is the field where hidden lies, 

The pearl of price unknown ; 
That merchant is divinely wise, 
Who makes the pearl his own. 



3 This is the judge that ends the strife, 

Where wit and reason fail ; 
My guide to everlasting life, 
Through all this gloomy vale. 

4 Oh, may thy counsels, mighty God ! 

My roving feet command ; 
Nor I forsake the happy road, 
That leads to thy right hand. 

389 Psalm 119. C. M. 

1 The Spirit breathes upon the word, 

And brings the truth to sight ; 
Precepts and promises afford 
A sanctifying light. 

2 A glory gilds the sacred page, 

Majestic, like the sun ; 
It gives a light to every age ; — 
It gives, but borrows none. 

3 The hand, that gave it, still supplies 

The gracious light and heat ; 
Its truths upon the nations rise, — 
They rise, but never set. 
4. Let everlasting thanks be thine, 
For such a bright display, 
As makes a world of darkness shine 
With beams of heavenly day. 

5 My soul rejoices to pursue 

The steps of him I love, 
Till glory breaks upon my view, 
In orighter worlds above. 

390 Thanks for the Bible. 7, 6, D. 

1 O word of God incarnate, 

O Wisdom from on high, 
O Truth unchanged, unchanging, 

O Light of our dark sky ! 
We praise thee for the radiance 

That from the hallowed page, 
A lantern to our footsteps, 

Shines on from age to age. 

2 The Church from her dear Master 

Received the gift divine, 
And still that light she lifteth 

O'er all the earth to shine. 
It is the golden casket 

Where gems of truth are stored 
It is the heaven-drawn picture 

Of Christ the living Word. 

3 Oh, make thy Church, dear Saviour, 

A lamp of burnished gold, 
To bear before the nations 

Thy true light as of old ; 
Oh, teach thy wandering pilgrims 

By this their path to trace, 
Till, clouds and darkness ended, 

They see thee face to face. 



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391 p S alm 19. 7, 6, D. 

1 The heavens declare his glory, 

Their Maker's skill the skies : 
Each day repeats the story, 

And night to night replies. 
Their silent proclamation 

Throughout the earth is heard ; 
The record of creation, 

The page of nature's word. 

2 So pure, so soul-restoririg, 

Is truth's diviner ray ; 
A brighter radiance pouring 

Than all the pomp of day : 
The wanderer surely guiding, 

It makes the simple wise j 
And, evermore abiding, 

Unfailing joy supplies. 

3 Thy word is richer treasure 

Than lurks within the mine ; 
And daintiest fare less pleasure 

Yields than this food divine. 
How wise each kind monition ! 

Led by thy counsels, Lord, 
How safe the saints' condition, 

How great is their reward ! 

392 God Everlasting. — Ps. 90. 7> 6. D. 

1 O God, the Rock of Ages, 

Who evermore hast been, 
What time the tempest rages, 

Our dwelling-place serene : 
Before thy first creations, 

O Lord, the same as now, 
To endless generations 

The Everlasting thou ! . 

2 Our years are like the shadows 

On sunny hills that lie, 
Or grasses in the meadows 

That blossom but to die : 
A sleep, a dream, a story, 

By strangers quickly told, 
An unremaining glory 

Of things that soon are old. 

3 O thou who canst not slumber, 

Whose light grows never pale, 
Teach us aright to number 

Our years before they fail. 
On us thy mercy lighten, 

On us thy goodness rest, 
And let thy Spirit brighten 

The hearts thyself hast blessed ! 

393 

Omnipresent. J, 6. D. 

1 On mountains and in valleys, 
Where'er we go is God ; 
The cottage and the palace, 
Alike are his abode. 



With watchful eye abiding 

Upon us with delight ; 
Our souls, in him confiding, 

He keeps both day and night. 

2 Above me and beside me, 

My God is ever near, 
To watch, protect, and guide me, 

Whatever ills appear. 
Though other friends may fail me, 

In sorrow's dark abode, 
Though death itself assail me, 

I'm ever safe with God. 

394 Sovereign Love. 

1 'Tis not that I did choose thee, 

For, Lord ! that could not be ; 
This heart would still refuse thee ; 

But thou hast chosen me ; — 
Hast, from the sin that stained me, 

W'ashed me and set me free, 
And to this end ordained me, 

That I should live to thee. 

2 'Twas sovereign mercy called me, 

And taught my opening mind ; 
The world had else enthralled me, 

To heavenly glories blind. 
My heart owns none above thee j 

For thy rich grace I thirst ; 
This knowing, — if I love thee, 

Thou must have loved me first. 

395 



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The Trinity. 

1 Father of heaven, w T hose love profound 
A ransom for our souls hath found, 
Before thy throne we sinners bend • 

To us thy pardoning love extend. 

2 Almighty Son — incarnate Word — 
Our Prophet, Priest, Redeemer, Lord ! 
Before thy throne we sinners bend • 
To us thy saving grace extend. 

3 Eternal Spirit ! by whose breath 

The soul is raised from sin and death, — 
Before thy throne we sinners bend : 
To us thy quickening power extend. 

4 Jehovah ! — Father, Spirit, Son ! 
Mysterious Godhead ! — Three in One ! 
Before thy throne we sinners bend j 
Grace, pardon, life to us extend. 

396 Unsearchableness. — Job 11 : 7. Is. 

1 With deepest reverence at thy throne, 
Jehovah, peerless and unknown ! 
Our feeble spirits strive, in vain, 
A glimpse of thee, great God ! to gain. 



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2 Who, by the closest S2arch, can find 
The eternal, uncreated mind? 

Nor men, nor angels can explore 

Thy heights of love, thy depths of power. 

3 That power we trace on every side ; 
Oh, may thy wisdom be our guide ! 
And while we live, and when we die, 
May thine almighty love be nigh. 

397 Long-Suffering.— Luke 13 : 6. L. M. 

1 God of my life, to thee belong 
The grateful heart, the joyful song ; 
Touched by thy love, each tuneful chord 
Resounds the goodness of the Lord. 

2 Yet why, dear Lord, this tender care ? 
Why doth thy hand so kindly rear 

A useless cumberer of the ground, 
On which so little fruit is found i 

3 S till let the barren fig-tree stand 
Up'ield a id fostered by thy hand • 
And let its fruit and verdure be 

A grateful tribute, Lord, to thee. 

393 Mystery— Ps. 46: 10. L. M. 

1 Wait, O my soul ! thy Maker's will ; 
Tumultuous passions, all be still ! 
Nor let a murmuring thought arise ; 
His ways are just, his counsels wise. 

2 He in the thickest darkness dwells, 
Performs his work, the cause conceals ; 
But, though his methods are unknown, 
Judgment and truth support his throne. 

3 In heaven, and earth, and air, and seas, 
He executes his firm decrees ; 

And by his saints it stands confessed, 
That what he does is ever best. 

4 Wait, then, my soul ! submissive wait, 
Prostrate before his awful seat ; 
And, 'mid the terrors of his rod, 
Trust in a wise and gracious God. 

399 Omnipresence. M. 

1 Lord of all being ; throned afar, 
Thy glory flames from sun and star j 
Centre and soul of every sphere, 
Yet to each loving heart how near ! 

2 Sun of our life, thy quickening ray 
Sheds on our path the glow ot day ; 
Star of our hope, thy softened light 
Cheers the long watches of the night. 

3 Our midnight is thy smile withdrawn j 
Our noontide is thy gracious dawn j 
Our rainbow arch thy mercy's sign ; 
All, save the clouds of sin, are thine ! 



4 Lord of all life, below, above, 

Whose light is truth, whose warmth is love, 
Before thy ever-blazing throne 
We ask no lustre of our own. 

5 Grant us thy truth to make us free, 
And kindling hearts that burn for rhee, 
Till all thy living altars claim 

One holy light, one heavenly flame ! 

400 Mysteries of Providence. L. M. 

1 Lord, how mysterious are thy ways ! 
How blind are we, how mean our praise ! 
Thy steps no mortal eyes explore j 

'Tis ours to wonder and adore. 

2 Great God ! I do not ask to see 
What in futurity shall be ; 

Let light and bliss attend my days, 
And then my future hours be praise. 

3 Are darkness and distress my share ? 
Give me to trust thy guardian care ; 
Enough for me, if love divine 

At length through every cloud shall shine. 

4 Yet this my soul desires to know, 
Be this my only wish below ; 

That Christ is mine ! — this great request, 
Grant, bounteous God, and I am blest. 

401 Sovereignty. L. M. 

1 Lord, my weak thought in vain would climb 

To search the starry vault profound ; 
In vain would wing her flight sublime, 
To find creation's outmost bound. 

2 But weaker yet that thought must prove 

To search thy great eternal plan, — 
Thy sovereign counsels, born of love 
Long ages ere the world began. 

3 When my dim reason would demand 

Why that, or this, thou dost ordain, 
By some vast deep I seem to stand. 
Whose secrets I must ask in vain. 

4 When doubts disturb my troubled breast, 

And all is dark as night to me, 
Here, as on solid rock, I rest ; 
That so it seemeth good to thee. 

5 Be this my joy, that evermore 

Thou rulest all things at thy will : 
Thy sovereign wisdom I adore, 
And calmly, sweetly, trust thee still. 

402 Sovereignty . — Rom. 9 : 20. L. M. 
1 May not the sovereign Lord on high 

Dispense his favors as he will, 
Choose some to life, while others die, 
And yet be just and gracious still ? 



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2 What if he means to show his grace, 

And his electing love employs 
To mark out some of mortal race, 
And form them fit for heavenly joys? 

3 Shall man reply against the Lord, 

And call his Maker's ways unjust, 
The thunder of whose dreadful word 
Can crush a thousand worlds to dust. 

4 But. O my soul ! if truth so bright 

Should dazzle and confound thy sight, 
Yet still his written will obey, 
And wait the great decisive da}-. 

403 Unsearchableness \ L. M. 

1 What finite power, with ceaseless toil, 

Can fathom the eternal Mind ? 
Or who the almighty Three in One 
By searching, to perfection find? 

2 Angels and men in vain may raise, 

Harmonious, their adoring songs ; 
The laboring thought sinks down, opprest, 
And praises die upon their tongues, 

3 Yet would I lift my trembling voice 

A portion of his ways to sing ; 
And mingling with his meanest works, 
My humble, grateful tribute bring. 

404 Goodness.— Ps. 34: 8. L. M. 

1 Triumphant Lord, thy goodness reigns 
Through all the wide celestial plains j 
And its full streams unceasing flow 
Down to the abodes of men below. 

2 Through nature's work its glories shine ; 
The cares of providence are thine ; 
And grace erects our ruined frame 

A fairer temple to thy name. 

3 Oh, give to every human heart 

To taste, and feel how good thou art ; 
With grateful love and reverent fear, 
To know how blest thy children are. 

405 Faithfulness. L. M. 

1 Praise, everlasting praise, be paid 
To him that earth's foundation laid ; 
Praise to the God whose strong decrees, 
Sway the creation as he please. 

2 Praise to the goodness of the Lord, 
Who rules his people by his word ; 
And there, as strong as his decrees, 
He sets his kindest promises. 

3 Oh, for a strong, a lasting faith 

To credit what the Almighty saith ! 
To embrace the message of his Son ! 
And call the joys of heaven our own ! 



4 Then, should the earth's old pillars shake, 
And all the wheels of nature break, 
Our steady souls should fear no more 
Than solid rocks when billows roar. 

406 l n Nature.— Ps. 19. L. M. D. 

1 The spacious firmament on high, 
With all the blue ethereal sky, 

And spangled heavens, a shining frame, 

Their great Original proclaim : 

The unwearied sun, from day to day, 

Does his Creator's power display ; 

And publishes to every land 

The work of an almighty hand, 

2 Soon as the evening shades prevail, 
The moon takes up the wondrous tale ; 
And nighty, to the listening earth, 
Repeats the story of her birth ; 
While all the stars that round her burn, 
And all the planets in their turn, 
Confirm the tidings as they roll, 

And spread the truth from pole to pole. 

3 What though in solemn silence, all 
Move round the dark terrestrial ball, — 
What though no real voice nor sound 
Amid their radiant orbs be found, — 

In reason's ear they all rejoice, 
And utter forth a glorious voice, 
For ever singing as they shine, — 
" The hand that made us is divine." 

407 In the Seasons. L. M. 

1 Eternal Source of every joy, 

Well ma}' thy praise our lips employ, 
While in thy temple we appear, 
To hail thee, Sovereign of the year! 

2 Wide as the wheels of nature roll, 

Thy hand supports and guides the whole, 
The sun is taught by thee to rise, 
And darkness when to vail the skies. 

3 The flowery spring at thy command, 
Perfumes the air, adorns the land ; 
The summer rays with vigor shine, 
To raise the corn, to cheer the vine. 

4 Thy hand, in autumn, richly pours, 
Through all our coasts, redundant stores : 
And winters, softened by thy care, 

No more the face of horror wear, 

5 Seasons and months, and weeks and days, 
Demand successive songs of praise ; 

And be the grateful homage paid, 
With morning light and evening shade. 

6 Here in thy house let incense rise, 
And circling Sabbaths bless our eyes, 
Till to those lofty heights we soar, 
Where days and years revolve no more. 



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408 Providence. C. M. D. 

1 While thee I seek, protecting Power ! 

Be my vain wishes stilled ; * 
And may this consecrated hour 

With better hopes be rilled ! 
Thy love' the power of thought bestowed ; 

To thee my thoughts would soar : 
Thy mercy o'er my life has flowed ; 

That mercy I adore. 

2 In each event of life, how clear 

Thy ruling hand 1 see ! 
Each blessing to my soul more dear 

Because conferred by thee. 
In every joy that crowns my da3^s, 

In every pain I bear, 
My heart shall find delight in praise 

Or seek relief in prayer. 

3 When gladness wings my favored hour, 

Thy love my thoughts shall fill ; 
Resigned, when storms of sorrow lower, 

My soul shall meet thy will. 
My lifted eye, without a tear, 

The gathering storm shall see ; 
My steadfast heart shall know no fear ; 

That heart will rest on thee. 

409- p S alm 107. CM. 

1 How are thy servants blessed, O Lord ! 

How sure is their defence ! 
Eternal Wisdom is their guide, 
Their help, Omnipotence. 

2 When by the dreadful tempest borne 

High on the broken wave, 
They know thou art not slow to hear, 
Nor impotent to save. 

3 The storm is laid, the winds retire, 

Obedient to thy will : 
The sea, that roars at thy command, 
At thy command is still. 

4 In midst of dangers, fears, and deaths, 

Thy goodness we'll adore ; 
We'll praise thee for thy mercies past, 
And humbly hope for more. 

410 Continued help. C. M. 

1 When all thy mercies, O my God ! 

My rising soul surveys, 
Transported with the view, I'm lost 
In wonder, love, and praise. 

2 Unnumbered comforts, to my soul, 

Tny tender care bescowed, 
Before my infant heart conceived 
From whom those comforts flowed. 

3 When, in the slippery paths of youth, 

With heedless step's, I ran, 
Thine arm, unseen, conveyed me safe, 
And led me up to man. 



4 Ten thousand thousand precious gifts 

My daily thanks employ ; 
Nor is tne least a cheerful heart, 
That tastes those gifts witn joy. 

5 Through every period of my life, 

Tny goodness Til pursue ; 
And after death, in distant worlds, 
The glorious theme renew. 

6 Through all eternity, to thee 

A joyful song Til raise : 
For, oh, eternity's too short 
To utter all thy praise ! 

411 In the Winds. C. M. 

1 Great Ruler of all nature's frame ! 

We own thy power divine ; 
We hear thy breath in every storm, 
For all the winds are thine. 

2 Wide as they sweep their sounding way 

They work thy sovereign will ; 
. And, awed by thy majestic voice, 
Confusion shall be still. 

3 Thy mercy tempers every blast 

To them that seek thy face, 
And mingles with the tempest's roar 
The whispers of thy grace. 

4 Those gentle whispers let me hear, 

Till all the tumult cease ; 
And gales of Paradise shall lull 
My weary soul to peace. 

412 Lord of All. C. M. 

1 The Lord our God is Lord of all ; 

His station who can find? 
I hear him in the waterfall ; 
I hear him in the wind. 

2 If in the gloom of night I shroud, 

His face I cannot tiy ; 
I see him in the evening cloud, 
And in the morning sky. 

3 He smiles, we live ! he frowns, we die ! 

We hang upon his word ; 
He rears his mighty arm on high, 
We fall before his sword. 

4 He bids his gales the fields deform ; 

Then, when his thunders cease, 
He paints his rainbow on the storm, ' 
And lulls the winds to peace. 

413 Aim igh ty Power. C . . 

1 The Lord, our God, is full of might, 
The winds obey his will ; 
He speaks, — and, in his heavenly height. 
The rolling sun stands still, 



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2 Rebel, ye waves, and o'er the land 

With threatening aspect roar • 
The Lord uplifts his awful hand, 
And chains you to the shore. 

3 Howl, winds of night, your force combine ; 

Without his high behest, 
Ye shall not, in the mountain pine. 
Disturb the sparrow's nest. 

4 His voice sublime is heard afar, 

In distant peals it dies ; 
He yokes the whirlwind to his car, 
And sweeps the howling skies. 

5 Ye nations, bend — in reverence bend • 

Ye monarchs, wait his nod, 
And bid the choral song ascend 
To celebrate your God. 

414 Omnipotence— Isa. 12 : 4. C. M. 

1 The Lord, how fearful is his name ! 

How wide is his command ! 
Nature, with all her moving frame, 
Rests on his might}' hand. 

2 Immortal glory forms his throne, 

And light his awful robe ; 
While with a smile, or with a frown, 
He manages the globe. 

3 A word of his almighty breath 

Can swell or sink the seas ; 
Build the vast empires of the earth, 
Or break them as he please. 

4 On angels, with unvailed face 

His glory beams above ; 
On men, he looks with softest grace, 
And takes his title, Love. 

415 Providenee. C. M. 

1 Keep silence, all created things ! 

And wait your Maker's nod ; 
My soul stands trembling, while she sings 
The honors of her God. 

2 Life, death, and hell, and worlds unknown, 

Hang on his firm decree ; 
He sits on no precarious throne, 
Nor borrows leave to be. 

3 His providence unfolds the book, 

And makes his counsels shine ; 
Each opening leaf, and every stroke, 
Fulfills some deep design. 

4 My God ! I would not long to see 

My fate, with curious eyes — 
What gloomy lines are writ for me, 
Or what bright scenes may rise. 



5 In thy fair book of life and grace, 
Oh, may I find my name 
Recorded in some humble place, 
Beneath my Lord, the Lamb. 

416 Nature and Grace. C. M, 

1 Father ! how wide thy glory shines ! 

How high thy wonders rise ! 
Known thro' the earth by thousand signs, 
By thousand through the skies. 

2 Those mighty orbs proclaim thy power, 

Their motions speak thy skill • 
And on the wings of every hour, 
We read thy patience still. 

3 But, when we view thy strange design 

To save rebellious worms, 
W T here vengeance and compassion join 
In their divinest forms, — 

4 Here the whole Deity is known j 

Nor dares a creature guess, 
Which of the glories brightest shone, 
The justice, or the grace. 

5 Now the full glories of the Lamb 

Adorn the heavenly plains ; 
Bright seraphs learn Immanuel's name, 
And try their choicest strains. 

6 Oh, may I bear some humble part, 

In that immortal song ■ 
Wonder and joy T shall tune my heart, 
And love command my tongue. 

417 In Nature. C. M. 

1 Lord, when my raptured thought surveys 

Creation's beauties o'er. 
All nature joins to teach thy praise. 
And bid my soul adore. 

2 Where'er I turn my gazing eyes, 

Thy radiant footsteps shine ; 
Ten thousand pleasing wonders rise, 
And speak their source divine. 

3 On me thy providence has shone 

With gentle smiling rays ; 
Oh, let my lips and life make known 
Thy goodness and thy praise. 

4 All-bounteous Lord, thy grace impart ! 

Oh, teach me to improve 
Thy gifts with humble, grateful heart, 
And crown them with thy love. 

418 Goodness,— Ps. 145. C. M. 
1 Sweet is the memory of thy grace, 

My God, my heavenly King ; 
Let age to age thy righteousness 
In sounds of glory sing. 



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2 God reigns on high ; but ne'er confines 

His goodness to the skies : 
Through the whole earth his bounty shines 
And every want supplies. 

3 With longing eyes thy creatures wait 

On thee for daily food ; 
Thy liberal hand provides their meat, 
And fills their mouth with good. 

4 How kind are thy compassions, Lord ! 

How slow thine anger moves ! 
But soon he sends his pardoning word 
To cheer the souls he loves. 

419 Eternity —Ps. go: i. CM. 

1 Great God ! how infinite art thou ! 

What worthless worms are we ! 
Let the whole race of creatures bow, 
And pay their praise to thee. 

2 Thy throne eternal ages stood, 

Ere seas or stars were made : 
Thou art the ever-living God, 
Were all the nations dead. 

3 Eternity, with all its years, 

Stands present in thy view ; 
To thee there's nothing old appears — 
Great God ! there's nothing new. 

4 Our lives through various scenes are drawn, 

And vexed with trifling cares ; 
While thine eternal thought moves on 
Thine undisturbed affairs. 

5 Great God ! how infinite art thou ! 

What worthless worms are we ! 
Let the whole race of creatures bow, 
And pay their praise to thee. 

420 "TeDeumr CM. 

1 O God ! we praise thee, and confess 

That thou the only Lord 
And everlasting Father art, 
By all the earth adored. 

2 To thee, all angels cry aloud ; 

To thee the powers on high, 
Both cherubim and seraphim, 
Continually do cry : — 

3 O holy, holy, holy Lord, 

Whom heavenly hosts obey, 
The world is with the glory filled 
Of thy majestic sway ! 

4 The apostles' glorious company, 

And prophets crowned with light, 
With all the martyrs' noble host, 
Thy constant praise recite. 



5 The holy church throughout the world, 

Lord, confesses thee, 

That thou the eternal Father art, 
Of boundless majesty. 

421 Omniscience. — Ps. 139. C. M. 

1 Lord ! where shall guilty souls retire, 

Forgotten and unknown ? 
In hell they meet thy dreadful fire — 
In heaven thy glorious throne. 

2 If, winged with beams of morning light, 

1 fly beyond the west, 

Thy hand, which must support my flight, 
Would soon betray my rest. 

3 If, o'er my sins, I think to draw 

The curtains of the night, 
Those flaming eyes, tha' guard thy law, 
Would turn the shades to light. 

4 The beams of noon, the midnight hour, 

Are both alike to thee : 
Oh, may I ne'er provoke that power, 
From which I cannot flee. 

422 Majesty.— Psalm 18. C M. 

1 The Lord descended from above, 

And bowed the heavens most high ; 
And underneath his feet he cast 
The darkness of the sky. 

2 On cherub and on cherubim, 

Full royally he rode ; 
And on the wings of mighty winds 
Came flying all abroad. 

3 He sat serene upon the floods, 

Their fury to restrain ; 
And he, as sovereign Lord and King, 
For evermore shall reign. 

4 The Lord will give his people strength, 

Whereby they shall increase ; 
And he will bless his chosen flock 
With everlasting peace. 

423 In the Seasons. — Psalm i 47 . C. M. D. 

1 With songs and honors sounding loud, 

Address the Lord on high ; 
Over the heavens he spreads his cloud, 

And waters vail the sky. 
He sends his showers of blessings down, 

To cheer the plains below ; 
He makes the grass the mountains crown, 

And corn in valleys grow. 

2 His steady counsels change the face 

Of the declining year ; 
He bids the sun cut short his race, 
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His hoary frost, his fleecy snow. 
Descend and clothe the ground ; 

The liquid streams forbear to flow, 
In icy fetters bound. 

3 He sends his word and melts the snow, 

The fields no longer mourn ; 
He calls the warmer gales to blow, 

And bids the spring return. 
The changing wind, the tiding cloud, 

Obey his mighty word ; 
With songs and honors sounding loud, 

Praise ye the sovereign Lord. 

424 Incarnation. C. M. 

1 Awake, awake the sacred song 

To our incarnate Lord ! 
Let every heart and every tongue 
Adore the eternal Word. 

2 That awful Word, that sovereign Power, 

By whom the worlds were made — 
Oh. happy morn ! illustrious hour ! — 
Was once in flesh arrayed ! 

3 Then shone almighty power and love, 

In all their glorious forms, 
When Jesus left his throne above, 
To dwell with sinful worms. 

4 Adoring angels tuned their songs 

To hail the joyful day ; 
With rapture then let mortal tongues 
Their grateful worship pay. 

425 Love. — i John 4 : 8. C. M. 

1 Come, ye that know and fear the Lord, 

And raise your thoughts above : 
Let every heart and voice accord, 
To sing that " God is love." 

2 This precious truth his word declares, 

And all his mercies prove ; 
Jesus, the gift of gifts, appears, 
To show that " God is love." 

3 Behold his patience, bearing long 

With those who from him rove ; 
Till mighty grace their hearts subdues, 
To teach them — 11 God is love." 

4 Oh, may we all, while here below-, 

This best of blessings prove ; 
Till warmer hearts, in brighter worlds, 
Proclaim that " God is love." 

426 In Nature. C. M. 
i There is a book that all may read, 

Which heavenly truth imparts, 
And all the lore its scholars need, 
Pure eyes and Christian hearts. 



2 The works of God above, below, 

Within us and around, 
Are pages in that book, to show 
How God himself is found. 

3 The glorious sky, embracing all, 

Is like the Maker's love, 
Wherewith encompassed, great and small, 
In peace and order move. 

4 The dew of heaven is like thy grace, 

It steals in silence down ; 
But where it lights the favored place 
By richest fruits is known. 

5 Thou, who hast given me eyes to see, 

And love this sight so fair, 
Give me a heart to find out thee, 
And read thee everywhere. 

427 O m nipresence . —Ps. iqq. C. M. 

1 In all my vast concerns with thee, 

In vain my soul would try. 
To shun thy presence, Lord ! or flee 
The notice of thine eye. 

2 Thine all-surrounding sight surveys 

My rising and my rest. 
My public walks, my private ways, 
And secrets of my'breast. 

3 My thoughts lie open to the Lord, 

Before they're formed within ; 
And, ere my lips pronounce the word, 
He knows the sense I mean. 

4 Oh, wondrous knowledge, deep and high, 

Where can a creature hide ? 
Within thy circling arms I lie, 
Enclosed on every side. 

5 So let thy grace surround me still, 

And like a bulwark prove. 
To guard my soul from every ill, 
Secured by sovereign love. 

428 Omniscience —Ps. i^q. C. M. 

1 Jehovah God ! thy gracious power 

On every hand we see ; 
Oh, may the blessings of each hour 
Lead all our thoughts to thee. 

2 Thy power is in the ocean deeps, 

And reaches to the skies ; 
Thine eye of mercy never sleeps, 
Thy goodness never dies. 

3 From morn till noon, till latest eve, 

The hand of God we see ; 
And all the blessings we receive, 
Ceaseless proceed from thee. 



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4 In all the varying- scenes of time, 
On thee our hopes depend j 
In every age, in every clime, 
Our Father and our Friend. 

429 Perfections.— Ps. 77 : 11-14. CM. 

1 I sing the almighty power of God, 

That made tlie mountains rise, 
That spread the flowing seas abroad r 
And built the lofty skies. 

2 I sing the wisdom that ordained 

The sun to rule the day ; 
The moon shines full at nis command, 
And all the stars obey. 

3 I sing the goodness of the Lord, 

That filled the earth with food ; 
He formed the creatures with his word, 
And tnen pronounced them good. 

4 Lord ! how thy wonders are displayed 

Where'er I turn mine eye ! 
If I survey the ground I tread, 
Or gaze upon the sky ! 

5 There's not a plant or flower below 

But makes thy glories known • 
And clouds arise, and tempests blow, 
By order from thy throne. 

6 Creatures that borrow life from thee 

Are subject to thy care ; 
There's not a place where we can flee, 
But God is present there. 

430 Mystery. — 1 Cor. 13 : 12. C. M. 

1 Thy way, O Lord, is in the sea ; 

Thy paths I cannot trace, 
Nor comprehend the mystery 
Of thine unbounded grace. 

2 As, through a glass, I dimly see 

The wonders of thy love ; 
How little do I know of thee, 
Or of the joys above ! 

3 'Tis but in part I know thy will j 

I bless thee for the sight : 
When will thy love the rest reveal, 
In glory's clearer light ? 

4 With rapture shall I then survey 

Tfly providence and grace ; 
And spend an everlasting day 
in wonder, love, and praise. 

431 Faithfulness— Psalm 36: 5. CM. 
1 Begin, my tongue, some heavenly theme, 

And speak some boundiess tning j 
The mighty works x or mightier name, 
Of our eternal King. 



2 Tell of his wondrous faithfulness, 

And sound his power abroad ; 
Sing the sweet promise of his grace, 
And the performing God. 

3 His very word of grace is strong, 

As that which built the skies ; 
The voice that rolls the stars along, 
Speaks all the promises. 

4 Oh, might I hear thy heavenly tongue 

But whisper, "Thou art mine ! " 
Those gentle words should raise my song 
To notes almost divine. 



432 



Providence. 

1 God moves in a mysterious way 

His wonders to perform ; 
He plants his footsteps in the sea, 
And rides upon the storm. 

2 Deep in unfathomable mines 

Of never-failing skill, 
He treasures up his bright designs, 
And works his sovereign will. 

3 Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take ! 

The clouds ye so much dread, 
Are big with mercy, and will break 
In blessings on your head. 

4 Judge not the Lord by feeble sense, 

But trust him for his grace ; 
Behind a frowning providence 
He hides a smiling face. 

5 His purposes will ripen fast, 

Unfolding every hour ; 
The bud may have a bitter taste, 
But sweet will be the flower. 

6 Blind unbelief is sure to err, 

And scan his work in vain ; 
God is his own interpreter, 
And he will make it plain. 

433 Holiness. — Psalm 111 : q. 

1 Holy and and reverend is the name 

Of our eternal King, 
Thrice holy Lord ! the angels cry • 
Thrice holy ! let us sing. 

2 The deepest reverence of the mind, 

Pay, O my soul ! to God ; 
Lift with thy hands a holy heart 
To his sublime abode. 

3 With sacred awe pronounce his name, 

Whom words nor thoughts can reach ; 
A broken heart shall please him more 
Than the best forms of speech. 



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4 'rhou holy God ! preserve our sou/s 
From all pollution free ; 
The pure in heart are thy delight, 
And they thy face shall see. 

434 Our Father —Psalm 31. C. M. 

1 My God, my Father !— blissful name ! 

Oh, ma} T 1 call thee mine ? 
May I, with sweet assurance, claim 
A portion so divine ? 

2 This only can my fears control, 

And bid my sorrows fly : 
What harm can ever reach my soul, 
Beneath my Father's eye? 

3 Whate'er thy providence denies, 

I calmly would resign ; 
For thou art just, and good, and wise ; 
Oh, bend my will to thine. 

4 Whate'er thy sacred will ordains, 

Oh, give me strength to bear ; 
And let me know my Father reigns, 
And trust his tender care. 

5 If pam and sickness rend this frame, 

And life almost depart, 
Is not thy mercy still the same, 
To cheer my drooping heart? 

6 My God, my Father ! be thy name 

My solace and my stay ; 
Oh, wilt thou seal my humble claim, 
And drive my fears away ? 

435 The Trinity. C. M. 

1 Father of glory ! to thy name 

Immortal praise we give, 
Who dost an act of grace proclaim, 
And bid us rebels live. 

2 Immortal honor to the Son 

Who makes thine anger cease ; 
Our lives he ransomed with his own, 
And died to make our peace. 

3 To thine almighty Spirit be 

Immortal glory given, 
Whose influence brings us near to thee, 
And trains us up for heaven. 

4 Let men with their united voice 

Adore the eternal God ; 
And spread his honors and their joys 
Through nations far abroad. 

436 In the Universe. C. M. 
1 Eternal Wisdom ! thee we praise, 

Thee the creation sings ; 
With thy loved name, rocks, hills, and seas, 
And heaven's high palace rings. 



2 How wide thy hand hath spread the sky I 

How glorious to behold ! 
Tinged with a blue of heavenly dye, 
And starred with sparkling gold. 

3 Infinite strength and equal skill, 

Shine through the worlds abroad, 
Our souls witn vast amazement fill, 
And speak the builder, God. 

4 But still the wonders of thy grace 

Our softer passions move ; 
Pity divine in Jesus' face 
We see, adore, and love. 

437 Holiness.— Rev. 4:8. 8, 7. D. 

1 Lord, thy glory fills the heaven ; 

Earth is with its fullness stored ; 
Unto thee be glory given, 

Holy, holy, holy Lord ! 
Heaven is still with anthems ringing j 

Earth takes up the angels' cry, 
Holy, holy, holy, singing, 

Lord of hosts, thou Lord most high. 

2 Ever thus in God's high praises, 

Brethren, let our tongues unite, 
While our thoughts his greatness raises, 

And our love his gifts excite : 
With his seraph train before him, 

W T ith his holy church below, 
Thus unite we to adore him, 

Bid we thus our anthem flow. 

3 Lord, thy glory fills the heaven , 

Earth is with its fullness stored j 
Unto thee be glory given, 

Holy, holy, holy Lord ! 
Thus thy glorious name confessing, 

We adopt the angels' cry, 
Holy, holy, holy, blessing 

Thee, the Lord our God most high ! 

438 Grace. 8, 7. D. 

1 Lord, with glowing heart I'd praise thee 

For the bliss thy love bestows ; 
For the pardoning grace that saves me, 

And the peace that from it flows : 
Help, O Gcd, my weak endeavor • 

Tnis dull soul to rapture raise ; 
Thou must light the tiame, or never 

Can my love be warmed to praise. 

2 Praise, my soul, the God that sought thee, 

Wretched wanderer, far astray ; 
Found thee lost, and kindly brought thee 

From the paths of death away ; 
Praise, with love's devoutest feeling, 

Him who saw thy guilt-born tear, 
And, the light of hope revealing, 

Bade the blood-stained cross appear. 



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3 Lord, this bosom's ardent feeling 

Vainly would my lips express : 
Low before thy footstool kneeling", 

Deign thy suppliant's prayer to bless ; 
Let thy grace, my soul's chief treasure, 

Love's pure flame within me raise ; 
And, since words can never measure, 

Let my life show forth thy praise. 

439 Wisdom and Love. 7. 

1 God is love ; his mercy brightens 

All the path in which we rove ; 
Bliss he wakes and woe he lightens ; 
God is wisdom, God is love. 

2 Chance and change are busy ever ; 

Man decays, and ages move ; 
But his mercy waneth never ; 
God is wisdom, God is love. 

3 Ev'n the hour that darkest seemeth, 

Will his changeless goodness prove ; 
From the gloom his brightness streameth, 
God is wisdom, God is love. 

4 He with earthly cares entwineth 

Hope and comfort from above : 
Everywhere his glory shineth j 
God is wisdom, God is love. 

440' Divine Love. 8, J. D. 

1 See, oh, see what love the Father 

Hath bestowed upon our race ! 
How he bends, with sweet compassion, 

Over us his beaming face ! 
See how he his best and dearest, 

For the very worst, hath given, — 
His own Son for us poor sinners ; 

See, oh, see the love of heaven ! 

2 See, oh, see, what love the Saviour, 

Also, hath on us bestowed ! 
How he bled for us and suffered, 

How he bore the heavy load ! 
On the cross and in the garden, 

Oh, how sore was his distress ! 
Is not this a love, that passeth 

Aught that tongue can e'er express ? 

3 See, oh, see, what love is shown us, 

Also, by the Holy Ghost ! 
How he strives with us, poor sinners, 

Even when we sin the most, 
Teaching, comforting, correcting - , 

Where he sees it needful is ! 
Oh, what heart would not be thankful 

For a threefold love like this ? 

441 Perfections.— Ps. 145. 8, 7. 

1 God, my King, thy might confessing, 
Ever will I bless thy name ; 
Day by day thy throne addressing, 
Still will I thy praise proclaim. 



2 Nor shall fail from memory's treasure, 

Works by love and mercy wrought — 
Works of love surpassing measure, 
Works of mercy passing thought. 

3 Full of kindness and compassion, 

Slow of anger, vast in love, 
God is good to all creation ; 
All his works his goodness prove. 

4 All thy works, O Lord, shall bless thee, 

Thee shall all thy saints adore ; 
King supreme shall they confess thee, 
And proclaim thy sovereign power. 

442 11 One in Three." 6, 4, 
t Come, thou almighty King, 

Help us thy name to sing, 

Help us to praise : 
Father ! all-glorious, 
O'er all victorious, 
Come, and reign over us, 

Ancient of Days ! 

2 Come, thou incarnate Word, 
Gird on thy mighty sword ; 

Our prayer attend ; 
Come, and thy people bless, 
And give thy word success : 
Spirit of holiness ! 

On us descend. 

3 Come, hory Comforter ! 
Thy sacred witness bear, 

In this glad hour : 
Thou, who almighty art, 
Now rule in every heart, 
And ne'er from us depart, 

Spirit of power ! 

4 To the great One in Three 
The highest praises be, 

Hence evermore ! 
His sovereign majesty 
May we in glory see, 
And to eternity 

Love and adore. 

443 Psalm 150. 6, 4« 

1 Praise ye Jehovah's name ; 
Praise through his courts proclaim ; 

Rise and adore ; 
High o'er the heavens above, 
Sound his great acts of love, 
While his rich grace we prove, 

Vast as his power. 

2 Now let the trumpet raise 
Sounds of triumphant praise, 

Wide as his fame. 



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There let the harp be found ■ 
Organs of solemn sound, 
Roll your deep notes around, 
Filled with his name. 

3 "While his high praise you sing, 
Shake every sounding string j 

Sweet the accord ! 
He vital breath bestows ; 
Let every breath that flows, 
His noble fame disclose j 

Praise ye the Lord. 

4 To God, the Father, Son, 
And Spirit, Three in One, 

All praise be given ! 
Crown him in every song j 
To him your hearts belong 
Let all His praise prolong 

On earth, in heaven ! 

444 "A Mighty Fortress:' P.M. 

t A mighty fortress is our God, 

A bulwark never failing : 
Our Helper he, amid the flood 

Of mortal ills prevailing. 
For still our ancient foe 
Doth seek to work his woe ; 
His craft and power are great, 
And armed with cruel hate, 

On earth is not his equal. 

2 Did we in our own strength confide. 

Our striving would be losing ; 
Were not the right man on our side, 

The man of God's own choosing. 
Dost ask who that may be ? 
Christ Jesus, it is he ; 
Lord Sabaoth is his name, 
From age to age the same, 

And he must win the battle. 

3 And though this world, with devils filled, 

Should threaten to undo us • 
We will not fear, for God hath willed 

His truth to triumph through us. 
The Prince of darkness grim,— 
We tremble not for him ; 
His rage we can endure, 
For lo ! his doom is sure, — 

One little word shall fell him ! 

4 That word above all earthly powers — 

No thanks to them — abideth ; 
The Spirit and the gifts are ours 

Through him who with us sideth. 
Let goods and kindred go, 
This mortal life also : 
The body they may kill : 
God's truth abideth still, 

His kingdom is for ever. 



445 The Only True God. P. M. 

1 Rejoice to-day with one accord, 

Sing out with exultation ; 
Rejoice and praise our mighty Lord, 

Whose arm hath brought salvation ; 
His works of love proclaim 
The greatness of his name • 
For he is God alone, 
Who hath his mercy shown ; 

Let all his saints adore him. 

2 When in distress to him we cried, 

He heard our sad complaining ; 
Oh, trust in him, whate'er betide, 

His love is all sustaining ; 
Triumphant songs of praise 
To him our hearts shall raise ; 
Now every voice shall say, 
" Oh, praise our God alway • " 

Let all his saints adore him. 

446 Bounteous Care. P. M. 

1 Now thank we all our God, 

With heart, and hands, and voices, 
Who wondrous things hath done, 

In whom his world rejoices ; 
Who from our mother's arms 

Hath blessed us on our way 
With countless gifts of love, 

And still is ours to-day. 

2 Oh, may this bounteous God 

Through all our life be near us, 
With ever joyful hearts 

And blessed peace to cheer us ; 
And keep us in his grace, 

And guide us when perplexed, 
And free us from all ills 

In this world and the next. 

447 Eternity. P. M. 

1 O thou essential Word, 

Who wast from everlasting 
With God, for thou wast God ; 

On thee our burden casting, 
O Saviour of our race, 

Welcome indeed thou art, 
Redeemer, Fount of Grace, 

To this my longing heart. 

2 Come, self-existent Word, 

And speak thou in my spirit ; 
The soul where thou art heard, 

Doth endless peace inherit. 
Thou Light that li^htenest all. 

Abide through faith in me, 
Nor let me from thee fall, 

Nor seek a guide but thee. 



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448 Beneficence. P- M. 

1 To thee, O God, we raise 

Our voice in choral singing ; 
We come with prayer and praise, 

Our hearts' oblations bringing ; 
Thou art our fathers' God, 

And ever shalt be ours ; 
Our lips and lives shall laud 

Thy name, with all our powers. 

2 Thy goodness, like the dew 

On Hermon's hill descending, 
Is every morning new, 

And tells of love unending. 
We bless thy tender care 

That led our wayward feet, 
Past every fatal snare, 

To streams and pastures sweet. 

3 We bless thy Son, who bore 

The cross, for sinners dying ; 
Thy Spirit we adore, 

The precious blood applying. 
Let work and worship send 

Their incense unto thee ; 
Till song and service blend, 

Beside the crystal sea. 

449 The Trinity. 7- 

1 Holy Father, hear my cry ; 

Holy Saviour, bend thine ear ; 
Holy Spirit, come thou nigh ; 
Father, Saviour, Spirit, near ! 

2 Father, save me from my sin ; 

Saviour, I thy mercy crave ; 
Gracious Spirit, make me clean : 
Father, Son, and Spirit, save ! 

3 Father, let me taste thy love ; 

Saviour, fill my soul with peace ; 
Spirit, come my heart to move : 
Father, Son, and Spirit, bless ! 

4 Father, Son, and Spirit— thou 

One Jehovah, shed abroad 
All thy grace within me now ; 
Be my Father and my God ! 

450 » Holy, holy, holy." 7> D. 
i Holy, holy, holy Lord 

God of Hosts ! when heaven and earth, 
Out of darkness, at thy word 

Issued into glorious birth, 
All thy works before thee stood, 
And thine eye beheld them good, 
While they sung with sweet accord, 
Holy, holy, holy Lord ! 



2 Holy, holy, holy ! thee, 

One Jehovah evermore, 
Father, Son, and Spirit ! we, 

Dust and ashes would adore : 
Lightly by the world esteemed, 
From that world by thee redeemed, 
Sing we here with glad accord, 
Holy, holy, holy Lord ! 

3 Holy, holy, holy ! all 

Heaven's triumphant choir shall sing, 
While the ransomed nations fall 

At the footstool of their King : 
Then shall saints and seraphim, 
Harps and voices swell one hymn, 
Blending in sublime accord, 
Holy, holy, holy Lord ! 

451 The Divine Presence. 7 

1 Lord of earth ! thy forming hand 

Well this beauteous frame hath planned ; 
Woods that wave, and hills that tower, 
Ocean rolling in his power : 
Yet, amid this scene so fair, 
Should I cease thy smile to share, 
What were all its joys to me ? 
Whom have I on earth but thee ? 

2 Lord of heaven ! beyond our sight 
Shines a world of purer light ; 
There in love's unclouded reign 
Parted hands shall meet again : 
Oh, that world is passing fair ! 
Yet, if thou wert absent there, 
What were all its joys to me ? 
Whom have I in heaven but thee ? 

452 The Trinity. H 

1 We give immortal praise 

For God the Father's love, 
For all our comforts here, 

And better hopes above : 
He sent his own eternal Son 
To die for sins that we had done. 

2 To God the Son belongs 

Immortal glory too, 
Who bought us with his blood 

From everlasting woe : 
And now he lives and now he reigns, 
And sees the fruit of all his pains. 

3 To God the Spirit's name 

Immortal worship give, 
Whose new-creating power 

Makes the dead sinner live : 
His work completes the great design, 
And fills the soul with joy divine. 



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4 Almighty God ! to thee 

Be endless honor done, 
The undivided Three, 

The great and glorious One : 
"VThere reason fails, with all her powers, 
There faith prevails and love adores. 

453 Psalm i 4 «. H. M. 

1 Ye tribes of Adam, join 

With heaven, and earth, and seas, 
And offer notes divine 

To vour Creator's praise : 
Ye holy throng I In worlds of light, 

Of angels bright, | Begin the song. 

2 The shining worlds above 

In glorious order stand ; 
Or in swift courses move, 

By his supreme command : 
He spake the word, I From nothing-came, 
And all their frame | To praise the Lord ! 

3 Let all the nations fear 

The God that rules above j 
He brings his people near, 

And makes them taste his love : 
While earth and sky I His saints shall raise 
Attempt his praise, | His honors high. 

454 Our Friend.— Ps. 97. H. M. 

1 The Lord Jehovah reigns ; 

His throne is built on high ; 
The garments he assumes 

Are light and majesty : 
His glories shine with beams so bright, 
No mortal eye can bear the sight. 

2 Through all his ancient works, 

Surprising wisdom shines ; 
Confounds the powers of hell, 

And breaks their cursed designs : 
Strong is his arm — and shall fulfill 
His great decrees — his sovereign will. 

3 And can this mighty King 

Of glory condescend, — 
And will he write his name, — 

44 My Father and my Friend ? " 
I love his name, — I love his word • 
Join, all my powers ! and praise trie Lord. 

455 TheTrinity. H, M. 
1 To him that chose us first, 

Before the world began ; 
To him that bore the curse 
To save rebellious man ; 
To him that formed j Is endless praise 
Our hearts anew, | And glory due. 

3 The Father's love shall run 

Through our immortal songs : 



We bring to God the Son 
Hosannas on our tongues ; 
Our lips address I With equal praise 

The Spirit's name And zeal the same. 

3 Let every saint above, 

And angel round the throne, 
For ever bless and love 
The sacred Three in One ; 
Thus heaven shall raise j When earth and time 
His honors high, Grow old and die. 

456 L0ve.-Eph.2-. 17. H. M. 

1 Oh. for a shout of joy ; 

Worthy the theme we sing ; 
To this divine employ 

Our hearts and voices bring ; 
Sound, sound, through all the earth abroad, 
The love, the eternal love of God. 

2 Unnumbered nwriads stand, 

Of seraphs bright and fair, 
Or bow at thy right hand, 

And pay their homage there ; 
But strive in vain with loudest chord, 
To sound thy wondrous love, O Lord. 

3 Yet sinners saved by grace, 

In songs of lower key, 
In every age and place, 

Have sung thy mystery, — 
Have told in strains of sweet accord, 
Thy love, thy sovereign love, O Lord. 

457 Protection— Ps. 121. H. M. 

1 Upward I lift mine eyes, 

From God is all my aid ; 

The God who built the skies, 

And earth and nature made : 
God is the tower j His grace is nigh 

To which I fly ; | In every hour. 

2 My feet shall never slide, 

Nor fall in fatal snares, 
Since God, my guard and guide, 
Defends me from my fears : 
Those wakeful eyes I Shall Israel keep 
That never sleep", | When dangers rise. 

3 No burning heats by day, 

Nor blasts of evening air, 
Shall take my health away, 

If God be with me there : 
Thou art my sun, I To guard my head 

And thou my shade, | By night or noon. 

458 14 Jehovah alone." — Ps. 100. II, S. 
1 Be joyful in God, all ye lands of the earth ; 

Oh, serve him with gladness and fear • 
Exult in his presence with music and mirth ; 
With love and devotion draw near. 



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2 For Jehovah is God, and Jehovah alone, 
Creator and Ruler o'er all ; 

And we are his people, his sceptre we own ; 
His sheep, and we follow his call. 

3 Oh, enter his gates with thanksgiving and song; 
Your vows in his temple proclaim ; 

His praise with melodious accordance prolong, 
And bless his adorable name. 

4 For good is the Lord, inexpressibly good, 
And we are the work of his hand ; 

His mercy and truth from eternity stood, 
And shall to eternity stand. 

459 * The Trinity. P. M. 

1 Holv, holy, holy, Lord God Almighty ! 

Early in the morning our song shall rise to 
thee ; 

Holy, holy, holy, merciful and mighty, 
God in three persons, blessed Trinity ! 

2 Holy, holy, holy ! all the saints adore thee, 

Casting down their golden crowns around 
the glassy sea ; 
Cherubim and seraphim falling down before 
thee, 

Which wert and art and evermore shalt be. 

3 Holy, holy, holy ! though the darkness hide 

thee, 

Though the eye of sinful man thy glory 
may not see ; 
Only thou art holy '; there is none beside thee, 
Perfect in power, in love and purity. 

4 Holy, holy, holy ! Lord God Almighty ! 

All thy works shall praise thy name, in 
earth and sky and sea ; 
Holy, holy, holy ! merciful and mighty ; 
God in three persons, blessed Trinity ! 

460 The Great Jehovah.— Ps. 48. 11,8. 

1 Oh, great is Jehovah, and great be his praise, 

In the city of God he is King j 
Proclaim ye his triumphs in jubilant lays ; 
On the mount of his holiness sing. 

2 The joy of the earth, from her beautiful height, 

Is Zio'n's impregnable hill ; 
The Lord in her temple still taketh delight, 
God reigns in her palaces still. 

3 Go, walk about Zion, and measure the length, 

Her walks and her bulwarks, mark well ; 
Contemplate her palaces, glorious in strength, 
Her towers and her pinnacles tell. 

4 Then say to your children — " Our refuge is 

tried, 

This God is our God to the end • 



His people for ever his counsels shall guide, 
His arm shall for ever defend." 

451 The Nativity. J. V. 

1 Hark ! the herald angels sing 
ki Glory to the new-born King ; 
Peace on earth, and mercy mild, 
God and sinners reconciled ! " 
Joyful, all ye nations, rise, 
Join the triumph of the skies ; 
With the angelic host proclaim, 
Christ is born in Bethlehem ! 

2 Christ, by highest heaven adored ; 
Christ, the everlasting Lord ; 
Late in time behold him come, 
Offspring of the Virgin's womb : 
Vailed in flesh the Godhead see ; 
Hail the incarnate Deity, 
Pleased as man with men to dwell ; 
Jesus, our Immanuel ! 

3 Hail ! the heaven-born Prince of peace ! 
Hail ! the Sun of Righteousness ! 
Light and life to all he brings, 

Risen with healing in his wings. 
Mild he lays his glory by, 
Born that man no more may die : 
Born to raise the sons of earth, 
Born to give them second birth. 

452 " Songs of Praise y 7» 

1 Songs of praise the angels sang, 
Heaven with hallelujahs rang, 
When Jehovah's work begun, 
When he spake, and it was done. 

2 Songs of praise awoke the morn, 
When the Prince of Peace was born ; 
Songs of praise arose, when he 
Captive led captivity. 

3 Heaven and earth must pass awav— 
Songs of praise shall crown that day ; 
God will make new heavens and earth — 
Songs of praise shall hail their birth. 

4 And shall man aione be dumb, 
Till that glorious kingdom come ? 
No ; the Church delights to raise 
Psalms and hymns and songs of praise. 

5 Saints below, with heart and voice, 
Still in songs of praise rejoice ; 
Learning here, by faith and love, 
Songs of praise to sing above. 

6 Borne upon their latest breath 
Songs of praise shall conquer death ; 
Then, amid eternal joy, 

Songs of praise their powers employ. 



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463 " The Christ of God." . 7- 

1 He has come ! the Christ of God 
Left for us his glad abode ; 
Stooping from his throne of bliss, 
To this darksome wilderness. 

2 He has come ! the Prince of Peace ; 
Come to bid our sorrows cease • 
Come to scatter with his light 

All the shadows of our night. 

3 He the mighty King has come ! 
Making this poor earth his home ; 
Come to bear our sin's sad load ; 
Son of David, Son of God. 

4 He has come, whose name of grace 
Speaks deliverance to our race ; 
Left for us his glad abode j 

Son of Mary, son of God ! 

5 Unto us a child is born ! 
Ne'er has earth beheld a morn, 
Among all the morns of time, 
Half so glorious in its prime. 

6 Unto us a Son is given ! 

He has come from God's own heaven, 
Bringing with him from above 
Holy peace and holy love. 

464 Immanuel. i 

1 God with us ! oh, glorious name ! 
Let it shine in endless fame ; 
God and man in Christ unite ; 
Oh, mysterious depth and height ! 

2 God with us ! the eternal Son 
Took our soul, our flesh, and bone ; 
Now, ye saints, his grace admire, 
Swell the song with holy fire. 

3 God with us ! but tainted not 
With the first transgressor's blot ; 
Yet did he our sins sustain, 

Bear the guilt, the curse, the pain. 

4 God with us ! oh, wondrous grace ! 
Let us see him face to face ; 

That we may Immanuel sing. 
As we ought, our God and King ! 

465 Advent Morning. 7- 

1 Bright and joyful is the morn ; 
For to us a Child is born ; 

From the highest realms of heaven 
Unto us a Son is given. 

2 On his shoulders he shall bear 
Power and majesty — and wear 
On his vesture, and his thigh, 
Names most awful, names most high. 



3 Wonderful in counsel he ; 
The incarnate Deity, 

Sire of Ages ne'er to cease ; 

King of kings, and Prince of Peace. 

4 Come and worship at his feet, 
Yield to Christ the homage meet j 
From his manger to his throne, 
Homage due to God alone. 

466 The Angels' Song. 7- 

1 Hail the night, all hail the morn, 
When the Prince of Peace was born ! 
When, amid the wakeful fold, m 
Tidings good the angels told. 

2 Now our solemn chant we raise 
Duly to the Saviour's praise : 
Now with carol hymns we bless 
Christ the Lord, our Righteousness. 

3 While resounds the joyful cry, 
kk Glory be to God on ni°;h, 

Peace on earth, good-will to men ! " 
Gladly we respond, k ' Amen ! " 

4 Thus we greet this holy day, 
Pouring forth our festive lay ; 
Thus we tell, witn saintly mirth, 
Of Immanuel's wondrous birth. 

467 » The Star of Bethlehem." L. M. D. 

1 When, marshaled on the nightly plain, 

The glittering host bestud the' sky, 
One star alone, of all the train, 

Can fix the sinner's wandering eye. 
Hark ! hark ! to God the chorus breaks 

From ever}' host, from every gem ; 
But one alone the Saviour speaks, — 

It is the Star of Bethlehem. 

2 Once on the raging seas I rode. 

The storm was loud, the night was dark, 
The ocean yawned, and rudely blow r ed 

The wind that tossed my foundering bark. 
Deep horror then m}- vitals froze ; 

Death-struck, I ceased the tide to stem • 
When suddenly a star arose, 

It was the Star of Bethlehem ! 

3 It was my guide, my light, my all ; 

It bade" my dark forebodings cease, 
And through the storm and danger's thrall 

It led me to the port of peace. 
Now safely moored, my perils o'er, 

I'll sing, first in night's diadem, 
For ever'and for evermore, 

The Star, the Star of Bethlehem ! 



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468 The A ngels' Song. L. M. 

1 When* Jordan hushed his waters still, 
And silence slept on Zion's hill ; 
When Salem's shepherds thro' the night 
Watched o'er their flocks by starry light ; — 

2 Hark ! from the midnight hills around, 
A voice of more than mortal sound 

In distant hallelujahs stole, 

Wild murmuring o'er the raptured soul. 

3 On wheels of light, on wings of flame, 
The glorious hosts of Zion came ; 

High heaven with songs of triumph rung, 
While thus they struck their harps and sung : 

4 u O Zion, lift thy raptured eye ; 
The long-expected hour is nigh ; 

The joys of nature rise again, ^ 
The Prince of Salem comes to reign. 

5 " He comes to cheer the trembling heart, 
Bids Satan and his host depart ; 

Again the Daystar gilds the gloom, 
Again the bowers of Eden bloom." 

6 O Zion ! lift thy raptured eye ; 
The long-expected hour is nigh ; 
The joys of nature rise again : 

The Prince of Salem comes to reign. 

469 Jesus Birth. L. M. 

1 Wake, O my soul, and hail the morn, 
For unto us a Saviour's born • 

See, how the angels wing their way, 
To usher in the glorious day ! 

2 Hark ! what sweet music, what a song, 
Sounds from the bright, celestial throng ! 
Sweet song, whose melting sounds impart 
Joy to each raptured, listening heart. 

3 Come, join the angels in the sky, 
Glory to God, who reigns on high ; 
Let peace and love on earth abound, 
While time revolves and years roll round. 

470 « The Word was God." L. M. 

1 Before the heavens were spread abroad, 

From everlasting was the Word : 
With God he was, the Word was Crod ! 
And must divinely be adored. 

2 By his own power were all things made ; 

By him supported, all things stand • 
He is the whole creation's head, 
And angels fly at his command. 

3 Ere sin was born, or Satan fell, 

He led the host of morning stars : 
His generation who can tell, 
Or count the number of his years ? 



4 But lo, he leaves those heavenly forms : 

The Word descends and dwells in clay 
That he may converse hold with worms, 
Dressed in such feeble flesh as they. 

5 Mortals with joy behold his face, 

The eternal Father's only Son : 
How full of truth, how full of grace, 
When in his eyes the Godhead shone ! 

6 Archangels leave their high abode, 

To learn new mysteries here, and tell 
The love of our descending God, 
The glories of Immanuel. 

471 " A Little Child." L. M. 

1 All praise to thee, eternal Lord, 
Clothed in a garb of flesh and blood ; 
Choosing a manger for thy throne, 
While worlds on worlds are thine alone ! 

2 Once did the skies before thee bow ; 
A virgin's arms contain thee now ; 
Angels, who did in thee rejoice, 
Now listen for thine infant voice. 

3 A little child, thou art our guest, 
That weary ones in thee may rest ; 
Forlorn and lowly is thy birth, 

That we may rise to heaven from earth, 

4 Thou comest in the darksome night 
To make us children of the light ; 
To make us, in the realms divine, 

Like thine own angels round thee shine. 

5 All this for us thy love hath done ; 
By this to thee our love is won ; 
For this we tune our cheerful lays, 

And shout our thanks in ceaseless praise. 

472 The A ngeVs Song. C. M. 

1 Angels rejoiced and sweetly ^sung 

At our Redeemer's birth ■ * 
Mortals ! awake ; let every tongue 
Proclaim his matchless worth. 

2 Glory to God, who dwells on high, 

And sent his only Son 
To take a servant's form, and die, 
For evils we had done ! 

3 Good-will to men ; ye fallen race ! 

Arise, and shout for joy • 
He comes, with rich abounding grace, 
To save, and not destroy. 

4 Lord ! send the gracious tidings forth, 

And fill the world with light, 
That Jew and Gentile, through the earth, 
May know thy saving mignt. 



THE LORD JESUS CHRIST. 



473 ki The Saviour Comes." CM. 

1 Hark, the glad sound ! the Saviour comes, 

The Saviour promised long ; 
Let every heart prepare a throne, 
And every voice a song. 

2 He comes, the prisoner to release, 

In Satan's bondage held ; 
The gates of brass before him burst, 
The iron fetters yield. 

3 He comes, from thickest films of vice 

To clear the mental ray, 
And, on the eyes long closed in night, 
To pour celestial day. 

4 He comes, the broken heart to bind, 

The bleeding soul to cure, 
And, with the treasures of his grace, 
Enrich the humble poor. 

5 Our glad hosannas, Prince of Peace, 

Thy welcome shall proclaim, 
And heaven's eternal arches ring 
With thy beloved name. 

474 " Glory to God." C. M. 

1 Calm on the listening ear of night, 

Come heaven's melodious strains, 
Where wild Judea stretches far 
Her silver-mantled plains. 

2 Celestial choirs, from courts above, 

Shed sacred glories there, 
And angels, with their sparkling lyres, 
Make music on the air. 

3 The answering hills of Palestine 

Send back the glad reply ; 
And greet, from all their holy heights, 
The day-spring from on high. 

4 O'er the blue depths of Galilee 

There comes a holier calm, 
And Sharon waves, in solemn praise, 
Her silent groves of palm. 

5 11 Glory to God ! " the sounding skies 

Loud with their anthems ring — 
14 Peace to the earth, good-will to men, 
From heaven's eternal King ! " 

475 Luke 2. CM. 

1 While shepherds watched their flocks by 

night, 

All seated on the ground ; 
The angel of the Lord came down, 
And glory shone around. 

2 " Fear not," said he, — for mighty dread 

Had seized their troubled mind, — 
11 Glad tidings of great joy I bring, 
To you and all mankind. 



3 " To you in David's town this day, 

Is born of David's line. 
The Saviour, who is Christ, the Lord, 
And this shall be the sign ; — 

4 " The heavenly babe you there shall find 

To human view displayed, 
All meanly wrapped in swathing bands, 
And in a manger laid." 

5 Thus spake the seraph — and forthwith 

Appeared a shining throng 
Of angels, praising God, who thus 
Addressed their joyful song : — 

6 11 All glory be to God on high, 

And to the earth be peace ; 
Good-will henceforth from heaven to men 
Begin, and never cease ! " 

476 Isaiah o : 6. C M. 

1 To us a Child of hope is born • 

To us a Son is given ; 
Him shall the tribes of earth obey, 
Him all the hosts of heaven. 

2 His name shall be the Prince of Peace, 

For evermore adored, 
The Wonderful, the Counselor, 
The great and mighty Lord ! 

3 His pow r er increasing still shall spread, 

His reign no end shall know : 
Justice shall guard his throne above, 
And peace abound below. 

477 11 Star of the East." II,IO. 

1 Brightest and best of the sons of the morning ! 

Dawn on our darkness and lend us thine aid ; 
Star of the East, the horizon adorning, 
Guide where our infant Redeemer is laid. 

2 Cold on his cradle the dew-drops are shin" jg : 

Low lies his head with the beasts of the stall : 
Angels adore him, in slumber reclining, 
Maker, and Monarch, and Saviour of all ! 

3 Say shall we yield him, in costly devotion, 

Odors of Edom, and offerings divine? 
Gems of the mountain, and pearls of the ocean, 
Myrrh from the forest, or gold from the mine ? 

4 Vainly we ofTer each ample oblation, 

Vainly with gold would his favors secure : 
Richer, by far, is the heart's adoration ; 
Dearer to God are the prayers of the poor. 

5 Brightest and best of the sons of the morning ! 

Dawn on our darkness and lend us thine aid ; 
Star of the East, the horizon adorning, 
Guide where our infant Redeemer is laid. 



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478 « Daughter of Zion." 11,10. 

[Sound the loud timbrel o'er Egypt's dark sea, 
Jehovah hath triumphed, his people are free.] 

1 Daughter of Zion ! awake from thy sadness : 

Awake, for thy foes shall oppress thee no 
more ; 

Bright o'er thy hills dawns the day-star of 
gladness ; 

Arise ! for the night of thy sorrow is o'er. 

2 Strong were thy foes, but the arm that sub- 

dued them, 
And scattered their legions, was mightier 
far ; 

They fled, like the chaff, from the scourge 
that pursued them ; 
For vain were their steeds and their chariots 
of war ! 

3 Daughter of Zion ! the Power that hath saved 

thee, 

Extolled with the harp and the timbrel 
should be : 

Shout ! for the foe is destroyed that enslaved 
thee, 

Th' oppressor is vanquished, and Zion is 
free ! 



479 



u Messiah is King 



II, 10. 

Cho. — Shout the glad tidings, exultingly sing; 
Jerusalem triumphs, Messiah is King. 

1 Zion, the marvelous story, be telling, 

The Son of the Highest, how lowly his birth; 
The brightest archangel in glory excelling, 
He stoops to redeem thee, he reigns upon 
earth. 

Cho. — Shout the glad tidings, etc. 

Cho. — Shout the glad tidings, etc. 

2 Tell how he cometh ; from nation to nation, 

The heart-cheering news let the earth echo 
round ; 

How free to the faithful he offers salvation ! 
How his people with joy everlasting are 
crowned ! 
Cho. — Shout the glad tidings, etc. 

Cho. — Shout the glad tidings, etc. 

3 Mortals, your homage be gratefully bringing. 

And sweet let the gladsome hosanna arise ; 
Ye angels, the full hallelujah be singing ; 
One chorus resound through the earth and 
the skies. 
Cho. — Shout the glad tidings, etc. 

480 "The Heavenly Host ." P.M. 

1 Hark ! hark, my soul ; angelic songs are 
swelling 

O'er earth's green fields and ocean's wave- 
beat shore : 



How sweet the truth those blessed strains are 
telling 

Of that new life when sin shall be no more. 
Cho. — Angels of Jesus, Angels of light, 

Singing to welcome the pilgrims of the 
night. 

2 Onward we go, for still we hear them singing, 

" Come, weary souls, for Jesus bids you 
come : " 

And, through the dark its echoes sweetly 
ringing, 

The music of the gospel leads us home. 
—Cho. 

3 Far, far away, like bells at evening pealing, 

The voice of Jesus sounds o'er land and sea, 
And laden souls by thousands meekly steal- 
ings 

Kind Shepherd, turn their weary steps to 
thee. — Cho. 

4 Angels, sing on ! your faithful watches keep- 

ing ; 

Sing us sweet fragments of the songs above: 
Till morning's joy shall end the night of 
weeping, 

And life's long shadows break in cloudless 
love. — Cho. [Amen.] 

431 " Those Holy Voices:' 8, 7. 

1 Hark ! what mean those holy voices. 

Sweetly warbling in the skies ? 
Sure, the angelic host rejoices — 
Loudest hallelujahs rise. 

2 Listen to the wondrous story, 

Which they chant in hymns of joy ; — 
" Glory in the highest, glory ; 
Glory be to God most high ! 

3 u Peace on earth, good-will from heaven, 

Reaching far as man is found ; 
Souls redeemed, and sins forgiven ; — 
Loud our golden harps shall sound. 

4 " Christ is born, the great Anointed ; 

Heaven and earth his glory sing : 
Glad, receive whom God appointed, 
For your Prophet, Priest, and King. 

5 " Hasten, mortals ! to adore him ; 

Learn his name, and taste his joy ; 
Till in heaven you sing before him, — 
Glory be to God most high ! " 

6 Let us learn the wondrous story 

Of our great Redeemer's birth, 
Spread the brightness of his glory. 
Till it cover all the earth. 



THE LORD JESUS CHRIST. 



482 The A ngeli Song. C. M. D. 

1 It came upon the midnight clear, 

That glorious song of old, 
From angels bending near the earth 

To touch their harps of gold ; 
" Peace to the earth, good-will to man, 

From heaven's all-gracious King : " 
The earth in solemn stillness lay, 

To hear the angels sing. 

2 Still through the cloven skies they come, 

With peaceful wings unfurled ; 
And still celestial music floats 

O'er all the weary world ; 
Above its sad and lowly plains 

They bend on heavenly wing, 
And ever o'er its Babel sounds, 

The blessed angels sing. 

3 O ye, beneath life's crushing load, 

Whose forms are bending low, 
Who toil along the climbi-ng way, 

With painful steps and slow ; — 
Look up ! for glad and golden hours 

Come swiftly on the wing ; 
Oh, rest beside the weary road, 

And hear the angels sing ! 

4 For lo ! the days are hastening on, 

By prophet-bards foretold, 
When with the ever-circling years 

Comes round the age of gold ! 
When peace shall over all the earth 

Its final splendors fling, 
And the whole world send back the song 

Which now the angels sing ! 

483 Jesus" Words. C M. D. 
i I heard the voice of Jesus say, — 

" Come unto me and rest : 
Lay down, thou weary one, lay down 

Thy head upon my breast ! " 
I came to Jesus as I was, 

Weary, and worn, and sad, 
I found in him a resting-place, 

And he hath made me glad. 

s I heard the voice of Jesus say, — 

" Behold I freely give 
The living water ; thirsty one, 

Stoop down, and drink, and live ! " 
I came to Jesus, and I drank 

Of that life-giving stream ; 
My thirst was quenched, my soul revived, 

And now I live in him. 

3 I heard the voice of Jesus say, — 
li I am this dark world's light ; 
Look unto me, thy morn shall rise 
And all thy day be bright ! " 



I looked to Jesus, and I found 

In him my Star, my Sun ; 
And in that light of life I'll walk, 

Till all my journey's done. 

484 Altogether Lovely." C. M. 

1 Majestic sweetness sits enthroned 

Upon the Saviour's brow ; 
His head with radiant glories crowned, 
His lips with grace o'erflow. 

2 No mortal can with him compare, 

Among the sons of men ; 
Fairer is he than all the fair 
That fill the heavenly train. 

3 He saw me plunged in deep distress, 

He flew to my relief ; 
For me he bore the shameful cross, 
And carried all my grief. 

4 To him I owe my life and breath, 

And all the joys I have ; 
He makes me triumph over death, 
He saves me from the grave. 

5 To heaven, the place of his abode, 

He brings my weary feet ; 
Shows me the glories of my' God, 
And makes my joy complete. 

6 Since from his bounty I receive 

Such proofs of love divine, 
Had I a thousand hearts to give, 
Lord ! they should all be thine. 

485 The Name," Jesus." CM. 

1 The Saviour ! oh, what endless charms 

Dwell in the blissful sound ! 
Its influence every fear disarms, 
And spreads sweet comfort round. 

2 The almighty Former of the skies 

Stooped to our vile abode ; 
While angels viewed with wondering eyes 
And hailed the incarnate God. 

3 Oh, the rich depths of love divine ! 

Of bliss a boundless store ! 
Dear Saviour, let me call thee mine ; 
I cannot wish for more. 

4 On thee alone my hope relies, 

Beneath thy cross I fall ; 
My Lord, my Life, my Sacrifice, 
My Saviour, and my All ! 

486 Bethlehem not Sinai. C. M. 
i Oh, see how Jesus trusts himself 

Unto our childish love ! 
As though by his free ways with us 
Our earnestness to prove. 



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2 His sacred name a common word 

On earth he loves to hear j 
There is no majesty in him 

Which love may not come near. 

3 The light of love is round his feet, 

His paths are never dim ; 
And he comes nigh to us when we 
Dare not come nigh to him. 

4 Let us be simple with him then, 

Not backward, stiff, nor cold, 
As though our Bethlehem could be 
What Sinai was of old. 

487 * l Our Pattern," C M. 

1 Behold, where, in a mortal form, 

Appears each grace divine ! 
The virtues, all in Jesus met, 
With mildest radiance shine. 

2 To spread the rays of heavenly light, 

To give the mourner joy, 
To preach glad tidings to 'the poor, 
Was his divine employ. 

3 'Mid keen reproach and cruel scorn, 

He meek and patient stood ; 
His foes, ungrateful, sought his life, 
Who labored for their good. 

4 In the last hour of deep distress, 

Before his Father's throne, 
With soul resigned he bowed and said, — 
4 * Thy will, not mine, be done ! " 

5 Be Christ our pattern, and our guide, 

His image may we bear ; 
Oh, may we tread his holy steps, — 
His joy and glory share. 

488 " The wine-press alone." C. M. 

1 A pilgrim through this lonely world, 

The blessed Saviour passed ; 
A mourner all his life was he, 
A dying Lamb at last. 

2 That tender heart that felt for all, 

For all its life-blood gave ; 
It found on earth no resting-place, 
Save only in the grave. 

3 Such was our Lord ; and shall we fear 

The cross, with all its scorn ? 
Or love a faithless evil world, 
That wreathed his brow with thorn ? 

4 No ! facing all its frowns or smiles, 

Like him, obedient still, 
We homeward press through storm or calm. 
To Zion's blessed hill. 



489 i Peter 2 : 21-23. C. 

1 What grace, O Lord, and beauty shone 

Around thy steps below ; 
What patient love was seen in all 
Thy life and death of woe. 

2 For, ever on thy burdened heart 

A weight of sorrow hung ; 
Yet no ungentle, murmuring word 
Escaped thy silent tongue. 

3 Thy foes might hate, despise, revile, 

Thy friends unfaithful prove ; 
Unwearied in forgiveness still, 
Thy heart could only love. 

4 Oh, give us hearts to love like thee ! 

Like thee, O Lord, to grieve 
Far more for others' sins than all 
The wrongs that we receive. 

5 One with thyself, may every eye, 

In us, thy brethren, see 
The gentleness and grace that spring 
From union, Lord ! with thee. 

490 » Shall we Forget ? " C. 

1 Jesus ! thy love shall we forget, 

And never bring to mind 
The grace that paid our hopeless debt, 
And bade us pardon find ? 

2 Shall we thy life of grief forget, 

Thy fasting and thy prayer ; 
Thy locks with mountain vapors wet, 
To save us from despair ? 

3 Gethsemane can we forget — 

Thy struggling agony ; 
When night lay dark on Olivet, 
And none to watch with thee ? 

4 Our sorrows and our sins were laid 

On thee, alone on thee ; 
Thy precious blood our ransom paid — 
Thine all the glory be ! 

5 Life's brightest joys we may forget — 

Our kindred cease to love ; 
Bnt he who paid our hopeless debt, 
Our constancy shall prove. 

491 u Forgive as we Forgive" C. 

1 Lord, as to thy dear cross we flee, 

And pray to be forgiven, 
So let thy life our pattern be, 
And form our souls for heaven. 

2 Help us, through good report and ill, 

Our daily cross to bear ; 
Like thee, to do our Father's will, 
Our brother's griefs to share. 



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3 Let grace our selfishness expel, 

Our earthliness refine ; 
And kindness in our bosoms dwell 
As free and true as thine. 

4 If joy shall at thy bidding fly, 

And griefs dark day come on, 
We, in our turn, would meekly cry, 
" Father, thy will be done ! r ' 

5 Kept peaceful in the midst of strife, 

Forgiving and forgiven, 
Oh, may we lead the pilgrim's life, 
And follow thee to heaven ! 

492 John i 4 : 6. C. M. 

1 Thou art the Way : to thee alone 

From sin and death we flee ; 
And he who would the Father seek, 
Must seek him, Lord, by thee. 

2 Thou art the Truth : thy word alone 

True wisdom can impart ; 
Thou only canst instruct the mind, 
And purify the heart. 

3 Thou art the Life : the rending tomb 

Proclaims thy conquering arm ; 
And those who put their trust in thee 
Nor death nor hell shall harm. 

4 Thou art the Way, the Truth, the Life : 

Grant us to know that Way ; 
That Truth to keep, that Life to win 
Which leads to endless day. 

493 " Be thou my pattern:' I- M. 

1 My dear Redeemer, and my Lord, 
I read my duty in thy w T ord ; 

But in thy life the law appears, 
Drawn out in living characters. 

2 Such was thy truth, and such thy zeal, 
Such deference to thy Father's will, 
Such love, and meekness so divine, 

I would transcribe and make them mine. 

3 Cold mountains and the midnight air 
Witnessed the fervor of thy prayer ; 
The desert thy temptations knew, 
Thy conflict and thy victory too. 

4 Be thou my pattern ; make me bear 
More of thy gracious image here ; 

Then God, 'the Judge, shall own my name 
Among the followers of the Lamb.' 

494 " Make us like thee." L. M. 
1 Make us, by thy transforming grace, 

Dear Saviour, daily more like thee ! 
Thy fair example may we trace, 
To teach us what we ought to be ! 



2 To do thy heavenly Father's will 

Was thy employment and delight ; 
Humility and holy zeal 
Shone' through thy life divinely bright. 

3 But ah ! how blind ! how weak we are ! 

How frail ! how apt to turn aside ! 
Lord, we depend upon thy care, 
And ask thy Spirit for our guide. 

495 » To save sinners." L. M. 

1 Not to condemn the sons of men, 

Did Christ, the Son of God, appear ; 
No weapons in his hands are seen, 
No flaming sword, nor thunder there. 

2 Such was the pity of our God, 

He loved the race of man so well, 
He sent his Son to bear our load 
Of sins, and save our souls from hell. 

3 Sinners, believe the Saviour's word ; 

Trust in his mighty name, and live : 
A thousand joys his lips afford, 
His hands a thousand blessings give. 

496 Our Companion. L. M. 

1 My God ! permit me not to be 
A stranger to myself and thee ; 
Amidst a thousand thoughts I rove, 
Forgetful of my highest love. 

2 Why should my passions mix with earth 
And thus debase my heavenly birth ? 
Why should I cleave to things below, 
And' let my God, my Saviour, go ? 

3 Call me away from flesh and sense ; 

One sovereign word can draw me thence ; 
I wonld obey the voice divine, 
And all inferior joys resign. 

4 Be earth, with all her scenes, withdrawn, 
Let noise and vanity be gone ; 

In secret silence of the mind, 

My heaven, and there my God, I find. 

497 u Common people heard gladly '." L. M. 

1 How sweetly flowed the gospel sound 

From lips of gentleness and grace, 
When listening thousands gathered round, 
And joy and gladness filled the place ! 

2 From heaven he came, of heaven he spoke, 

To heaven he led his followers' way ; 
Dark clouds of gloomy night he broke, 
Unvailing an immortal day. 

3 " Come, wanderers, to my Father's home, 

Come, all ye weary one's, and rest : " 
Yes, sacred Teacher, we will come, 
Obe} T thee, love thee, and be blest ! 



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4 Decay then, tenements of dust; 
Pillars of earthly pride, decay : 
A nobler mansion waits the just, 
And Jesus has prepared the way. 

493 " Holy, harmless, undefiled." L. M. 

1 How beauteous were the marks divine, 
That in thy meekness used to shine, 
That lit thy lonely pathway, trod 

In wondrous love, O Son of God ! 

2 Oh, who like thee, so calm, so bright, 
So pure, so made to live in light? 
Oh, who like thee did ever go 

So patient through a world of woe ? 

3 Oh, who like thee so humbly bore 
The scorn, the scoffs of men, before ? 
So meek, forgiving, godlike, high, 
So glorious in humility ? 

4 Ev'n death, which sets the prisoner free, 
Was pang, and scoff, and scorn to thee : 
Yet love through all thy torture glowed, 
And mercy with thy life-blood flow r ed. 

5 Oh, in thy light be mine to go, 
Illuming all my way of woe ! 
And give me ever on the road 

To trace thy f jotsteps, Son of God. 

499 "And He healed them." L. M. 

1 When, like a stranger on our sphere, 
The lowly Jesus wandered here, 
Where'er he w r ent, affliction fled, 
And sickness reared her fainting head. 

2 The eye that rolled in irksome night, 
Beheld his face — for God is light ; 
The opening ear, the loosened tongue, 
His precepts heard, his praises sung. 

3 With bounding steps the halt and lame, 
To hail their great Deliverer came ; 
O'er the cold grave he bowed his head, 
He spake the word, and raised the dead. 

4 Despairing madness, dark and wild 
In his inspiring presence smiled ; 
The storm of horror ceased to roll, 
And reason lightened through the soul. 

5 Through paths of loving-kindness led, 
Where Jesus triumphed we would tread ; 
To all, with willing hands dispense 

The gifts of our benevolence. 

50 D Gethsemane. L. M. 

1 'Tis midnight • and on Olive's brow 

The star is dimmed that lately shone : 
'Tis midnight ; in the garden, now, 

The suffering Saviour prays alone. 



2 'Tis midnight ; and from all removed, 

The Saviour wrestles lone with fears ; 
Ev'n that disciple whom he loved 
Heeds not his master's grief and tears. 

3 'Tis midnight ; and for others' guilt 

The Man of Sorrows weeps in blood ; 
Yet he that hath in anguish knelt 
Is not forsaken by his God. 

4 'Tis midnight ; and from ether-plains 

Is borne the song that angels know ; 
Unheard by mortals are the strains 
That sweetly soothe the Saviour's woe. 

501 " ' Tis finished! " L. M 

1 " 'Tis finished ! " — so the Saviour cried, 
And meekly bowed his head and died : 
11 'Tis finished ! " — yes, the race is run, 
The battle fought, the victory won. 

2 'Tis finished ! — all that heaven foretold 
By prophets in the days of old ; 

And truths are opened to our view 
That kings and prophets never knew. 

3 'Tis finished ! — Son of God, thy power 
Hath triumphed in this awful hour ; 
And yet our eyes with sorrow see 
That life to us was death to thee. 

4 'Tis finished ! — let the joyful sound 

Be heird through all the nations round : 
'Tis finished ! — let the triumph rise, 
And swell the chorus of the skies. 

502 Glorying in the Cross. L. M. 

1 When I survey the wondrous cross, 

On which the Prince of glory died, 
My richest gain I count but loss, 
And pour contempt on all my pride. 

2 Forbid it, Lord ! that I should boast, 

Save in the death of Christ, my God ; 
All the vain things that charm me most 
I sacrifice them to his blood. 

3 See, from his head, his hands, his feet. 

Sorrow and love flow mingled down ; 
Did e'er such love and sorrow meet, 
Or thorns compose so rich a crown ? 

4 His dying crimson, like a robe, 

Spreads o'er his body on the tree j 
Then I am dead to all the globe, 
And all the globe is dead to me. 

5 Were the whole realm of nature mine, 

That were a present far too small j 
Love so amazing, so divine, 
Demands my soul, my life, my all. 



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503 14 Eloi, Eloil " L. M. 

1 From Calvary a cry was heard — 

A bitter anS heart-rending cry ; 
My Saviour ! every mournlul word 
.Bespoke thy soul's deep agony. 

2 A horror of great darkness fell 

On thee, thou spotless, hoi}- One ! 
And all the eager hohts of hell 

Conspired to tempt God's only Son. 

3 The scourge, the thorns, the deep disgrace — 

These thou couldst bear, nor once repine ; 
But when Jehovah vailed his iace, 
Unutterable pangs were thine. 

4 Let the dumb world its silence break ; 

Let pealing anthems rend the sky • ' 
Awake, my sluggish soul, awake ! 
He died, that we might never die. 

504 Wounded for us. L. M. 

1 Jesus, whom angel hosts adore, 

Became a man of griefs for me ; 
In love, though rich, becoming poor, 
That I through him enriched might be. 

2 Though Lord of all, above, below, 

He went to Olivet for me : 
There drank my cup of wrath and woe, 
When bleeding in Gethsemane. 

3 The^ ever-blessed Son of God 

Went up to Calvary for me ; 
There paid my debt, there bore my load, 
In his own body on the tree. 

4 Jesus, whose dwelling is the skies, 

Went down into the grave for me ; 
There overcame my enemies, 
There won the glorious victory. 

5 'Tis finished all : the vail is rent, 

The welcome sure, the access free :— 
Now then, we leave our banishment, 
O Father, to return to thee ! 

505 "There was Darkness" C. M. 

1 Alas ! and did my Saviour bleed, 

And did my Sovereign die ? 
Would he devote that sacred head 
For such a worm as I ? 

2 W T as it for crimes that I had done 

He groaned upon the tree? 
Amazing pity ! grace unknown ! 
And love beyond degree ! 

3 Well might the sun in darkness hide, 

And shut his glories in, 
When Christ, the great Creator, died 
For man, the creature's sin. 



I 4 Thus might I hide my blushing face 
While his dear cross appears ; 
Dissolve my heart in thaiiKiuiness 
And melt my ey es to tears. 

5 But drops of grief can ne'er repay 
The debt oi love i owe ; 
Here, Lord I give myself away, 
'Tis all that 1 can do. 

5C6 Matthew 27 : 50-53. C. M. 

1 Behold the Saviour of mankind, 

Nailed to the shameful tree ! 
How vast the love that him inclined 
To bleed and die for me ! 

2 Hark ! how he groans, w r hile nature shakes, 

And earth's strong pillars bend ! 
The temple's vail asunder breaks, 
The solid marbles rend. 

3 'Tis finished ! now the ransom's paid, 

kl Receive my soul ! " he cries : 
See — how he bows his sacred head ! 
He bows his head and dies ! 

4 But soon he'll break death's iron chain, 

And in full glory shine ; 
O Lamb of God ! was ever pain — 
Was ever love like thine ! 

507 "Crucified the Fleshy C. M. 

1 Oh, if my soul were formed for woe, 

How would I vent my sighs ! 
Repentance should like rivers flow 
From both my streaming eyes. 

2 'Tw T as for my sins my dearest Lord 

Hung on the cursed tree, 
And groaned away a dying life 
For thee, my soul ! for thee. 

3 Oh, how I hate these lusts of mine 

That crucified my Lord ; 
Those sins that pierced and nailed his flesh 
Fast to the fatal wood ! 

4 Yes, my Redeemer — they shall die ; 

My heart has so decreed ; 
Nor will I spare the guilty things 
That made my Saviour bleed. 

5 While with a melting, broken heart, 

My murdered Lord I view, 
I'll raise revenge against my sins, 
And slay the murderers too. 

508 " The Mystery of Grace." CM. 
1 In evil long I took delight, 

Unawed by shame or fear, 
Till a new object struck my sight, 
And stopped my wild career. 



SUFFERINGS 



AND DEATH. 



2 I saw One hanging on a tree, 

In agony and blood, 
Who hxed his languid eyes on me, 
As near his cross 1 stood. 

3 Sure never, till my latest breath, 

Can 1 forget that look ; 
It seemed to charge me with his death, 
Tnough not a word he spoke. 

4 My conscience felt and owned the guilt ; 

And plunged me in despair ; 
I saw my sins his blood had spilt, 
And helped to nail him there. 

5 A second look he gave, which said, 

" I freely all forgive ; 
This blood is for thy ransom paid j 
I die, that thou mayst live. 

6 Thus, while his death my sin displays 

In all its blackest hue, 
Such is the mystery of grace, 
It seals my pardon too. 

509 " O Christ of God." CM. 

1 O Jesus ! sweet the tears I shed, 

While at thy cross I kneel. 
Gaze on thy wounded, fainting head, 
And all tny sorrows feel. 

2 My heart dissolves to see thee bleed, 

This heart so hard before ; 
I hear thee for the guilty piead, 
And grief o'ernows tne more. 

3 O Christ of God ! O spotless Lamb ! 

By love my soul is drawn ; 
Henceforth tor ever thine I am ; 
Here life and peace are born. 

4 In patient hope the cross I'll bear, 

Thine arm shall be my stay j 
And thou, enthroned, my soul shalt spare 
On thy great judgment-day. 

510 u He remembers Calvary " CM. 

1 How condescending and how kind 

Was God's eternal Son ! 
Our misery reached his heavenly mind, 
And pity brought him down. 

2 He sunk beneath our heavy woes, 

To raise us to his throne ; 
There's ne'er a gift his hand bestows, 
But cost his heart a groan. 

3 This was compassion, like a God, 

That when the Saviour knew 
The price of pardon was his blood. 
His pity ne^er withdrew. 



4 Now, though he reigns exalted high, 
His love is still as great ; 
Well he remembers Calvary, 
Nor let his saints forget. 

511 lt Mine was the transgression.' 1 '' 7> 6. D. 

1 O sacred Head, now wounded, 

With grief and shame weighed down, 
Now scornfully surrounded 

With thorns, thine only crown ; 
O sacred Head, what glory, 

What bliss, till now was thine ! 
Yet, though despised and gory, 

I joy to call thee mine. 

2 What thou, my Lord, hast suffered 

Was all for sinners' gain : 
Mine, mine was the transgression, 

But thine the deadly pain ; 
Lo, here I fall, my Saviour ! 

"Tis I deserve tny place ; 
Look on me with thy favor, 

Vouchsafe to me tny grace. 

3 The joy can ne'er be spoken, 

Above all joys beside, 
When in thy body broken 

I thus with safety hide : 
My Lord of life, desiring 

Thy glory now to see, 
Beside thy cross expiring, 

I'd breathe my soul to thee. 

4 What language shall I borrow ? 

To praise thee, heavenly Friend : 
For this, thy dying sorrow, 

Thy pity without end ? 
Lord, make me thine for ever, 

Nor let me faithless prove : 
Oh, let me never, never, 

Abuse such dying love. 

5 Forbid that I should leave thee • 

O Jesus, leave not me ! 
By faith I would receive thee ; 

Thy blood can make me free ! 
When strength and comfort languish, 

And I must hence depart, 
Release me then from anguish, 

By thine own wounded heart. 

6 Be near when I am dying, 

Oh, show thy cross to me ! 
And for my succor flying, 

Come, Lord, and set me free ! 
These eyes, new faith receiving, 

From Jesus shall not move j 
For he who dies believing, 

Dies safely— through thy love. 



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THE LORD JESUS CHRIST. 



512 Jesus on the Cross, 7> 6. D. 

1 O Jesus, we adore thee, 

L pon the cross, our King : 
We bow our hearts before thee j 

Thy gracious Name we sing : 
That "Name hath brought salvation, 

That Name, in life our stay j 
Our peace, our consolation 

"When life shall fade away. 

2 Yet doth the world disdain thee, 

Still pressing by thy cross : 
Lord, may our hearts' retain thee • 

All else we count but loss. 
The grief thy soul endured, 

Who can that grief declare ? 
Thy pains have thus assured 

That thou thy foes will spare. 

3 Ah, Lord, our sins arraigned thee, 

And nailed thee to the tree : 
Our pride, O Lord, disdained thee ; 

Yet deign our hope to be. 
O glorious King, we bless thee, 

N o longer pass thee by ; 
O Jesus, we confess thee 

Our Lord enthroned on high. 

4 Thy wounds, thy grief beholding, 

With thee, O Lord, we grieve ; 
Thee in our hearts enfolding, 

Our hearts thy wounds receive : 
Lord, grant to us remission ; 

Life through thy death restore ; 
Y r ea, grant us the fruition 

Of life for evermore. 

513 " Lamb of God." 7> 6. D. 

1 O Lamb of God ! still keep me 

Near to thy wounded side ; 
'Tis only there in safety 

And peace I can abide ! 
What foes and snares surround me ! 

What doubts and fears within ! 
The grace that sought and found me, 

Alone can keep me clean. 

2 'Tis only in thee hiding, 

I feel my life secure — 
Only in thee abiding, 

The conflict can endure : 
Thine arm the victory gaineth 

O'er every hateful foe • 
Thy love my heart sustameth 

In all its care and woe. 

3 Soon shall my eyes behold thee, 

With rapture, face to face ; 
One half hath not been told me 
Of all thy power and grace : 



Thy beauty, Lord, and glory, 

The wonders of thy love, 
Shall be the endless story 

Of all thy saints above. 

514 Gethsemane. C. L. M. 

1 He knelt, the Saviour knelt and prayed, 

When but his Father's eye 
Looked through the lonely garden's shade, 

On that dread agony ; 
The Lord of all above, beneath, 
Was bowed with sorrow unto death. 

2 The sun set in a fearful hour, 

The skies might well grow dim, 
When this mortality hact power 

So to o'ershadow'him ! 
That he who gave man's breath, might know 
The very depths of human woe. 

3 He knew them all ; the doubt, the strife, 

The faint, perplexing dread, 
The mists that hang o'er parting life, 

All darkened round his head ; 
And the Deliverer knelt to pray ; 
Yet passed it not, that cup, away. 

4 It passed not, though the stormy wave 

Had sunk beneatn his tread ; 
It passed not, though to him the grave 

Had 3*ielded up its dead. 
But there was sent him from on high, 
A gift of strength for man to die. 

5 And was his mortal hour beset 

With anguish and dismay ? 
How may we meet our conflict yet, 

In the "dark, narrow way ? 
How but through him, that path who trod ? 
Save or we perish, Son of God ! 

515 " The Lord is risen" C. L. M, 

1 How calm and beautiful the morn, 

That gilds the sacred tomb, 
Where Christ the crucified was borne, 

And vailed in midnight gloom ! 
Oh, weep no more the Saviour slain, 
The Lord is risen, he lives again. 

2 Ye mourning saints, dry every tear 

For youjr departed Lord, 
" Behold the place, he is not here ! " 

The tomb is all unbarred : 
The gates of death were closed in vain, 
The Lord is risen, he lives again. 

3 Now cheerful to the house of prayer, 

Your early footsteps bend ; 
The Saviour will himself be there, 

Your Advocate and Friend : 
Once by the law, your hopes were slain, 
But now in Christ, ye live again. 



THE RISEN LORD. 



4 How tranquil now the rising day ! 

'Tis Jesus still appears, 
A risen Lord, to chase away 

Your unbelieving fears : 
Oh, weep no more your comforts slain, 
The Lord is risen, he lives again. 

5 And when the shades of evening fall, 

When life's last hour draws nigh, 
If Jesus shines upon the soul, 

How blissful then to die ! 
Since he hath risen that once was slain, 
Ye die in Christ to live again. 

516 " King and Blessed One:'' 

1 All glory, laud, and honor 

To thee, Redeemer, King ! 
To whom the lips of children 
Made sweet hosannas ring. 

2 Thou art the King of'Israel, 

Thou, David's royal Son, 
Who in the Lord's name comest, 
The King and Blessed One. 

3 The company of angels 

Are praising thee on high, 
And mortal men, and all things 
Created, make reply. 

4 The people of the Hebrews 

W T ith palms before thee went ; 
Our praise, and prayar, and anthems, 
Before thee we present. 

5 To thee, before thy passion, 

They sang their hymns of praise ; 
To thee, now high exalted, 
Our melody we raise. 

6 Thou didst accept their praises, 

Accept the prayers we bring, 
Who in all good delightest, 
Thou good and gracious King ! 

517 u Wisdom crieth without ." 7» O. 

1 Ere God had built the mountains, 

Or raised the fruitful hills ; 
Before he filled the fountains 

That feed the running rills ; 
In ME, from everlasting, 

The wonderful I AM 
Found pleasures never wasting ; 

And Wisdom is my name. 

2 When, like a tent to dwell in, 

He spread the skies abroad. 
And swathed about the swelling 
Of ocean's mighty flood, 



He wrought by weight and measure ; 

And I was with him then : 
Myself the Father's pleasure, 

And mine, the sons of men. 

3 Thus Wisdom's words discover 

Thy glory and thy grace, 
Thou everlasting lover 

Of our unworthy race : 
Thy gracious eye surveyed us, 

Ere stars were seen above ; 
In wisdom thou hast made us, 

And died for us in love. 

l 518 " The Lord is risen." 

1 Christ, the Lord, is risen to-day, 
Sons of men, and angels, say ; 
Raise your joys and triumphs high ! 
Sing, ye heavens ! and earth, reply ! 

2 Love's redeeming work is done, 
Fought the fight, the battle won ; 
Lo, our Sun's eclipse is o'er ; 
Lo, he sets in blood no more. 

3 Vain the stone, the watch, the seal ; 
Christ hath burst the gates of hell ; 
Death in vain forbids his rise ; 
Christ hath opened Paradise. 

4 Lives again our glorious King ; 

" Where, O Death, is now thy sting ? " 

Once he died our souls to save ; 

" Where's thy victory, boasting Grave 

5 Soar we now where Christ has led, 
Following our exalted Head ; 
Made like him, like him we rise ; 
Ours the cross, the grave, the skies ! 

519 "Again^ I say , rejoice" 

i Joyful be the hours to-day ; 

Joyful let the seasons be ; 
Let us sing, for well we may : 

Jesus ! we will sing of thee. 

^ 2 Should thy people silent be, 

Then the very stones would sing : 
What a debt we owe to thee, 
Thee our Saviour, thee our King ! 

3 Joyful are we now to own, 

Rapture thrills us as we trace 
All the deeds thy love hath done. 
All the riches of thy grace. 

4 'Tis thy grace alone can save ; 

Every blessing comes from thee — 
All we have, and hope to have, 
All we are, and hope to be. 



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THE LORD JESUS CHRIST. 



5 Thine the Name to sinners dear ! 
Thine the Name all names before ! 
Blessed here and everywhere ; 
Blessed now and evermore ! 

520 The Resurrection. 7* 

1 Christ, the Lord, is risen to-day, 
Our triumphant holy-day : 

He endured the cross and grave, 
Sinners to redeem and save. 

2 Lo ! he rises, mighty King ! 
Where, O Death ! is now thy sting? 
Lo ! he claims his native sky I 
Grave ! where is thy victory ? 

3 Sinners, see your ransom paid. 
Peace with God for ever made : 
With your risen Saviour rise ; 
Claim with him the purchased skies. 

4 Christ, the Lord, is risen to-day, 
Our triumphant holy-day ; 
Loud the song of victory raise ; 
Shout the great Redeemer's praise, 

521 "Hail the Day!" 7- 

1 Hail the day that sees him rise, 
Glorious, to his native skies ! 
Christ, awhile to mortals given, 
Enters now the gates of heaven. 

2 There the glorious triumph waits ; 
Lift your heads, eternal gates ! 
Christ hath vanquished death and sin ; 
Take the King of glory in. 

3 See, the heaven its Lord receives ! 
Yet he loves the earth he leaves : 
Though returning to his throne, 
Still he calls mankind his own. 

4 Still for us he intercedes, 

His prevailing death he pleads ; 
Near himself prepares our place, 
Great Forerunner of our race. 

5 What, though parted from our sight, 
Far above yon starry height • 
Thither our affections rise, 
Following him be3 r ond the skies. 

522 "Hallelujah!" 7. 5I. 
1 Christ the Lord is risen again ; 

Christ hath broken every chain j 
Hark ! angelic voices cry, 
Singing evermore on high, 

Hallelujah ! Praise the Lcrd ! 



2 He who bore all pain and loss, 
Comfortless, upon the cross, 
Lives in glory now on high, 
Pleads for us, and hears our cry : 

Hallelujah ! Praise the Lord ! 

3 He who slumbered in the grave 
Is exalted now to save ; 

Now through Christendom it rings 
That the Lamb is King of kings : 
Hallelujah ! Praise the Lord ! 

4 Now he bids us tell abroad 
How the lost may be restored, 
How the penitent forgiven, 
How we, too, may enter heaven : 

Hallelujah ! Praise the Lord ! 

523 " We have an Advocate.'''' L. M. 

1 He lives ! the great Redeemer lives ! 
What joy the blest assurance gives ! 
And now, before his Father, God, 
Pleads the full merit of his blood. 

2 Repeated crimes awake our fears, 

And justice armed with frowns appears ; 
But in the Saviour's lovely face 
Sweet mercy smiles, and all is peace. 

3 In every dark, distressful hour, 
When sin and Satan join their power, 
Let this dear hope repel the dart, 
That Jesus bears us 011 his heart. 

4 Great Advocate, almighty Friend ! 
On him our humble hopes depend ; 
Our cause can never, never fail, 
For Jesus pleads, and must prevail. 

524 2 Timothy 1 : 9, 10. L. M. 

1 Now to the power of God supreme 

Be everlasting honors given ; 
He saves from hell, — we bless his name, — 
He guides our wandering feet to heaven. 

2 Not for our duties or deserts, 

But of his own abounding grace, 
He works salvation in our hearts, 
And forms a people for his praise. 

3 'Twas his own purpose that began 

To rescue rebels doomed to die : 
He gave us grace in Christ, his Son, 
Before he spread the starry sky. 

4 Jesus, the Lord, appears at last, 

And makes his Father's counsel known j 
Declares the great transaction past, 
And brings immortal blessings down. 

5 He dies ; and in that dreadful night 

Doth all the powers of hell destroy ; 
Rising he brings our heaven to light, 
And takes possession of the joy. 



THE RISEN LORD. 



525 " Weep not:'— Luke 24 : 46. L. M. 

1 He dies !— the friend of sinners dies ; 

Lo ! Salem's daughters weep around ; 
A solemn darkness vails the skies ; 
A sudden trembling shakes the ground. 

2 Here's love and grief be3^ond degree : 

The Lord of glory dies for men ; 
But lo ! what sudden joys we see, 
Jesus, the dead, revives again. 

.3 The rising God forsakes the tomb ; 
Up to his Father's court he flies ; 
Cherubic legions guard him home, 
And shout him welcome to the skies. 

4 Break off your tears, ye saints, and tell 

How high our great Deliverer reigns ; 
Sing how he spoiled the hosts of hell, 
And led the tyrant Death in chains. 

5 Say — live for ever, glorious King, 

Born to redeem, and strong to save ! 
Where now, O Death, where is thy sting ? 
And where thy victory, boasting Grave ? 

526 Revelation 1 : 5-7. L. M. 

1 Now to the Lord, who makes us know 

The wonders of his dying love, 
Be humble honors paid below, 
And strains of nobler praise above. 

2 'Twas he who cleansed our foulest sins, 

And washed us in his precious blood ; 
'Tis he who makes us priests and kings, 
And brings us rebels near to God. 

3 To Jesus, our atoning Priest, 

To Jesus, our eternal King, 
Be everlasting power confessed ! 
Let every tongue his glory sing. 

4 Behold ! on flying clouds he comes, 

And every eye shall see him move ; 
Though with our sins we pierced him once, 
He now displays his pardoning love. 

5 The unbelieving world shall wail, 

While we rejoice to see the day ; 
Come, Lord ! nor let thy promise fail, 
Nor let thy chariot long delay. 

527 "Worthy the Lamb." L. M. 

1 Come, let us sing the song of songs, — 

The saints in heaven began the strain — 
The homage which to Christ belongs : 
ki Worthy the Lamb, for he was slain ! " 

2 Slain to redeem us by his blood, 

To cleanse from every sinful stain, 
And make us kings and priests to God — 
u Worthy the Lamb, for he was slain ! " 



3 To him who suffered on the tree, 

Our souls, at his soul's price, to gain, 
Blessing, and praise, and glory be : 
" Worthy the Lamb, for he was slain ! " 

4 To him, enthroned by filial right, 

All power in heaven and earth proclaim, 
Honor, and majesty, and might : 
1 - Worthy the Lamb, for he was slain ! " 

5 Long as we live, and when we die, 

And while in heaven with him we reign: 
This song, our song of songs shall be : 
lk Worthy the Lamb, for he was slain ! " 

528 Christ is God. L. M. 

1 Bright King of glory, dreadful God ! 

Our spirits bow before thy feet : 
To thee we lift an humble thought, 
And worship at thine awful seat. 

2 A thousand seraphs strong and bright 

Stand round the glorious Deity ; 
But who, among those sons of light, 
Pretends comparison with thee ? 

3 Yet there is One of human frame. 

Jesus, arrayed in flesh and blood, 
Thinks it no robbery to claim 
A full equality with God. 

4 Then let the name of Christ our King 

With equal honors be adored ; 
His praise let every angel sing 
And all the nations own the Lord, 

529 " Worthy the Lamb." L. M. 

1 What equal honors shall we bring 

To thee, O Lord our God, the Lamb, 
When all the notes that angels sing, 
Are far inferior to thy name ? 

2 Worthy is he that once was slain, 

The Prince of Peace that groaned and died, 
Worthy to rise and live, and reign, 
At his almighty Father's side. 

3 Honor immortal must be paid 

Instead of scandal and of scorn ; 
While glory shines around his head, 
And a bright crown without a thorn. 

4 Blessings for ever on the Lamb, 

Who bore the curse for wretched men : 
Let angels sound his sacred name, 
And every creature say, Amen ! 

530 " O Christ, our King." L. M. 
1 O Christ ! our King, Creator, Lord ! 

Saviour of all who trust thy word ! 
To them who seek thee ever near, 
Now to our praises bend thine ear 



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THE LORD JESUS CHRIST. 



2 In thy dear cross a grace is found, — 

It flows from every streaming wound, — 
Whose power ourmbred sin controls, 
Breaks the firm bond, and frees our souls. 

3 Thou didst create the stars of night • 
Yet thou hast vailed in flesh thy lignt, 
Hast deigned a mortal form to wear, 
A mortal's painful lot to bear. 

4 When thou didst hang upon the tree, 
The quaking earth acknowledged thee ; 
"When thou didst there yield up thy breath, 
The world grew dark as shades of death. 

5 Now in the Father's glory high, 
Great Conqueror ! never 'more to die, 
Us by thy mighty power defend, 
And reign through ages without end. 

531 Universal Praise to Christ. L. M. 

1 O Christ, the Lord of heaven ! to thee, 

Clothed with all majesty divine, 
Eternal power and glor}^ "be ! 
Eternal praise, of right, is thine. 

2 Reign, Prince of life ! that once thy brow 

Didst yield to wear the wounding thorn ; 
Reign, throned beside the Father now, 
Adored the Son of God first-born. 

3 From angel hosts that round thee stand, 

With forms more pure than spotless snow, 
From the bright burning seraph band, 
Let praise in loftiest numbers flow. 

4 To thee, the Lamb, our mortal songs, 

Born of deep fervent love, shall rise ; 
All honor to thy name belongs, 
Our lips would sound it to the skies. 

5 " Jesus ! " — all earth shall speak the word • 

" Jesus ! " — all heaven resound it still ; 
Immanuel, Saviour, Conqueror, Lord ! 
Thy praise the universe shall fill. 

532 u He was parted from them.'" L, M. E). 

1 Jesus, my All, to heaven is gone, 
He whom I fix my hopes upon ; 
His track I see, and I'll pursue 
The narrow way till him I view. 
The way the holy prophets went, 
The road that leads from banishment, 
The King's highway of holiness, 

I'll go for all the paths are peace. . 

2 This is the way I long had sought. 
And mourned "because I found it not ; 
My grief, my burden, long had been 
Because I could not cease from sin. 



The more I strove against its power, 
I sinned and stumbled but the more ; 
Till late I heard my Saviour say, 
" Come hither, soul, I am the Way ! " 

3 Lo ! glad I come ; and thou, dear Lamb, 
Shalt take me to thee as I am : 
Nothing but sin I thee can give ; 
Yet help me, and thy praise I'll live : 
I'll tell to all poor sinners round 
What a dear Saviour I have found ; 
I'll point to thy redeeming blood, 
And say, U Behold the way to God ! " 

533 

Matthew 21 : 16. E 

1 What are those soul-reviving strains 
Which echo thus from Salem's plains ? 
What anthems loud, and louder still, 
Sweetly resound from Zion's hill? 

2 Lo, 'tis an infant chorus sings 
Hosanna to the King of kings : 

The Saviour comes,"and babes proclaim 
Salvation sent in Jesus' name. 

3 Nor these alone their voice shall raise, 
For we will join this song of praise ; 
Still Israel's children forward press, 
To hail the Lord their Righteousness. 

4 Proclaim hosannas, loud and clear; 
See David's Son and Lord appear: 
Glory and praise on earth be given • 
Hosanna in the highest heaven. 

534 Christ, the supreme God. E 

1 Akound the Saviour's lofty throne, 

Ten thousand times ten "thousand sing 
They worship him as God alone, 
And crown him — everlasting King. 

2 Approach, ye saints ! this God is yours j 

"Tis Jesus fills the throne above : 
Ye cannot fail, while God endures ; 
Ye cannot want, while God is love. 

3 Jesus, the everlasting King ! 

To thee the praise of heaven belongs ; 
Yet, smile on us who fain would bring 
The tribute of our humbler songs. 

4 Though sin defile our worship here, 

We hope ere long thy face to view, 
In heaven with angels to appear, 
And praise thy name as angels do. 

D35 Philiftpians 2 : xo, 11. C 

1 All hail the power of Jesus' name ! 

Let angels prostrate fall ; 
Bring forth the royal diadem, 

And crown him "Lord of all. 



THE RISEN LORD. 



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2 Crown him, ye martyrs of our God, 

Who from his altar call • 
Extol the stem of Jesse's rod, 
And crown him Lord of all. 

3 Ye chosen seed of Israel's race, 

Ye ransomed from the fall ; 
Hail him, who saves you by his grace, 
And crown him Lord of all. 

4 Sinners, whose love can ne'er forget 

The wormwood and the gall ; 
Go, spread your trophies at his feet, 
And crown him Lord of all. 

5 Let every kindred, every tribe , 
. On this terrestrial ball, 

To him all majesty ascribe, 
And crown him Lord of all. 

6 Oh, that with yonder sacred throng, 

We at his feet may fall ; 
We'll join the everlasting song, 
And crown him Lord of all. 

536 "Worthy the Lamb." C. M. 

1 Come, let us join our cheerful songs 

With angels round the throne : 
Ten thousand thousand are their tongues, 
But all their joys are one. 

2 u Worthy the Lamb that died," they cry, 

44 To be exalted thus ! " 
41 Worthy the Lamb ! " our lips reply, 
14 For he was slain for us." 

3 Jesus is worthy to receive 

Honor and power divine ; 
And blessings, more than we can give, 
Be, Lord, for ever thine ! 

4 Let all that dwell above the sky, 

And air, and earth, and seas, 
Conspire to lift thy glories high, 
And speak thine endless praise. 

5 The whole creation join in one, 

To bless the sacred name 
Of him who sits upon the throne, 
And to adore the Lamb ! 

537- Crowned with glory and honor.' 1 '' C. M. 

1 The head that once was crowned with thorns. 

Is crowned with glory now j 
A royal diadem adorns 
The mighty Victor's brow. 

2 The highest place that heaven affords, 

Is his by sovereign right ; 
The King of kings, and Lord of lords. 
He reigns in glory bright; — 



3 The joy of all who dwell above, 

The joy of all below, 
To whom he manifests his love, 
And grants his name to know. 

4 To them the cross with all its shame, 

With all its grace, is given • 
Their name — an everlasting name, 
Their joy — the joy of heaven. 

5 To them the cross is life and health, 

Though shame and death to him ; 
His people's hope, his people's wealth, 
Their everlasting theme. 

538 " The third, the appointed Day." C. M. 

1 Blest morning ! whose young dawning rays 

Beheld our rising God ; 
That saw him triumph o'er the dust, 
And leave his dark abode. 

2 In the cold prison of a tomb 

The great Redeemer lay, 
Till the revolving skies had brought 
The third, the appointed day. 

3 Hell and the grave combined their force 
. To hold our Lord, in vain ; 

The sleeping conqueror arose, 
And burst their feeble chain. 

4 To thy great name, almighty Lord, 

These sacred hours we pay, 
And loud hosannas shall proclaim 
The triumph of the day. 

539 job 19 : 25. C. M. 

1 I know that my Redeemer lives, 

And ever prays for me : 
A token of his love he gives, 
A pledge of liberty. 

2 I find him lifting up my head ; 

He brings salvation near: 
His presence makes me free indeed, 
And he will soon appear. 

3 He wills that I should holy be : 

What can withstand his will ? 
The counsel of his grace in me, 
He surely shall fulfill. 

4 Jesus, I hang upon thy word : 

I steadfastly believe 
Thou wilt return, and claim me, Lord, 
And to thyself receive. 

540 " The Lord of Glory ." C. M. 
1 He, who on earth as man was known, 

And bore our sins and pains, 
Now, seated on the eternal throne. 
The Lord of glory reigns. 



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2 His hands the wheels of nature guide 

With an unerring" skill ; 
And countless worlds, extended wide, 
Obey his sovereign will. 

3 While harps unnumbered sound his praise 

In yonder world above, 
His saints on earth admire his ways, 
And glory in his love. 

4 When troubles, like a burning sun, 

Beat heavy on their head ; 
To this almighty rock they run, 
And find a pleasing shade. 

5 How glorious he — how happy the}', 

In such a glorious friend f - 
Whose love secures them all the way, 
And crowns them at the end. 

541 Hebrews y. 14-16. CM. 
2 Come, let us join our songs of praise 

To our ascended Priest ; 
He entered heaven with all our names 
Engraven on his breast. 

2 Below he washed our guilt away, 

By his atoning blood ; 
Now he appears before the throne, 
And pleads our cause with God. 

3 Clothed with our nature still, he knows 

The weakness of our frame, 
And how to shield us from the foes 
Whom he himself o'ercame. 

4 Nor time, nor distance, e'er shall quench 

The fervor of his love ; ' 
For us he died in kindness here, 
For us he lives above. 

5 Oh, may we ne'er forget his grace, 

Nor blush to bear his name: 
Still may our hearts hold fast nis faith— 
Our lips his praise proclaim. 

542 Return of Christ to heaven. C. M. 

1 The golden gates are lifted up, 

The doors are opened wide, 
The King of glory is gone in 
Unto his Father's side. 

2 Thou art gone up before us, Lord, 

To make for us a place, 
That we may be where now thou art, 
And look upon God's face. 

3 And ever on thine earthly path 

A gleam of glory lies ; 
A light still breaks behind the cloud 
That vailed thee from our eyes. 



4 Lift up our hearts, lift up our minds, 

Let thy dear grace be given, 
That while we tarry here below, 
Our treasure be in heaven ! 

5 That where thou art, at God's right hand, 

Our hope, our love may be ; 
Dwell thou in us, that we may dwell 
For evermore in thee ! 

543 11 Not to condemn^ but Save" C. M. 

1 Come, happy souls, approach your God 

With new, melodious songs ; 
Come, render to almighty grace 
The tribute of your" tongues. 

2 So strange, so boundless was the love 

That pitied d}'ing men, 
The Father sent his equal Son 
To give them life again. 

3 Thy hands, dear Jesus, were not armed 

With an avenging rod ; 
No hard commission to perform 
The vengeance of a God. 

4 But all was merciful and mild. 

And wrath forsook the throne, 
When Christ on the kind errand came, 
And brought salvation down. 

5 See, dearest Lord, our willing souls 

Accept thine offered grace ; 
We bless the great Redeemer's love, 
And give the Father praise. 

544 Isaiah 49 : 16. C. M. 

1 Now let our cheerful eyes survey 

Our great High Priest above, 
And celebrate his constant care, 
And sympathetic love. 

2 Though raised to a superior throne, 

Where angels bow around, 
And high o'er all the shining train, 
With matchless honors crowned ; — 

3 The names of all his saints he bears 

Engraven on his heart ; 
Nor shall a name once treasured there 
E'er from'his care depart. 

4 So, gracious Saviour ! on my breast. 

May thy dear name be worn, 
A sacred ornament and guard, 
To endless ages borne. 

545 The Resurrection Morning. S. M. 
1 li The Lord is risen indeed ! " 

And are the tidings true ? 
Yes, they beheld the Saviour bleed, 
And saw him living too. 



THE RISEN LORD. 



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s 44 The Lord is risen indeed ! " 
Then justice asks no more ; 
Mercy and truth are now agreed, 
Who stood opposed before. 

3 84 The Lord is risen indeed ! " 

Then is his work performed ; 
The mighty Captive now is freed, 
And death, our foe, disarmed. 

4 44 The Lord is risen indeed ! " 

He lives to die no more ; 
He lives, the sinner's cause to plead, 
Whose curse and shame he bore. 

5 41 The Lord is risen indeed ! " 

Attending angels ! hear ; 
Up to the courts of heaven, with speed 
The joyful tidings bear. 

6 Then wake your golden lyres, 

And strike each cheerful chord ; 
Join, all ye bright, celestial choirs ! 
To sing our risen Lord. 

546 Acts 1 : 11. S. M. 
1 Thou art gone up on high 

To mansions in the skies, 
And round thy throne unceasingly 
The songs of praise arise. 

s But we are lingering here 

With sin and oare oppressed : 
Lord ! send thy promised Comforter, 
And lead us to thy rest ! 

3 Thou art gone up on high : 

But thou didst first come down, 
Through earth's most bitter misery 
To pass unto thy crown. 

4 And girt with griefs and fears 

Our onward course must be ; 
But only let that path of tears 
Lead us at last to thee ! 

5 Thou art gone up on high : 

But thou shalt come again 
With all the bright ones of the sky 
Attendant in thy train. 

6 Oh, by thy saving power 

So make us live and die, 
That we may stand in that dread hour 
At thy right hand on high ! 

547 » On his head, viany crowns.'''' S. M. D. 
1 Crown him with many crowns, 

The Lamb upon his throne ; 
Hark ! how the heavenly anthem drowns 
All music but its own ! 



Awake, my soul, and sing 

Of him who died for thee ; 
And hail him as thy matchless King 

Through all eternity. 

2 Crown him the Lord of love ! 

Behold his hands and side, — 
Those wounds, yet visible above, 

In beauty glorified : 
No angel in the sky 

Can fully bear that sight, 
But downward bends his wondering eye 

At mysteries so bright. 

3 Crown him the Lord of heaven ! 

One with the Father known, — 
And the blest Spirit through him given 

From yonder Triune throne ! 
All hail, Redeemer, hail ! 

For thou hast died for me : 
Thy praise and glory shall not fail 

Throughout eternity, 

548 14 Hail, Prince of Life ! " S. M. 

1 Beyond the starry skies, 

Far as the eternal hills, 
There in the boundless world of light 
Our great Redeemer dwells. 

2 Around him angels fair 

In countless armies shine ; 
And ever, in exalted lays, 
They offer songs divine. 

3 44 Hail, Prince of life ! " they cry, 

44 Whose unexampled love, 
Moved thee to quit these glorious realms 
And royalties above." 

4 And when he stooped to earth, 

And suffered rude disdain, 
They cast their honors at his feet, 
And waited in his train. 

5 They saw him on the cross, 

While darkness vailed the skies, 
And when he burst the gates of death, 
They saw the conqueror rise. 

6 They thronged his chariot wheels, 

And bore him to his throne ; 
Then swept their golden harps and sung,-- 
44 The glorious work is done." 

549 44 King of Glory r 8,7,7. 
1 Hark ! ten thousand harps and voices 

Sound the note of praise above ; 
Jesus reigns, and heaven rejoices ; 

Jesus reigns, the God of love : 
See, he sits on yonder throne ; 
Jesus rules the world alone. 



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2 King of glory ! reign for ever | 

Thine an everlasting crown ; 
Nothing, from thy love, shall sever 

Those whom thou hast made thine own ; — 
Happy objects of thy grace, 
Destined to behold thy face. 

3 Saviour ! hasten thine appearing ; 

Bring, oh, bring the glorious day, 
When the awful summons hearing, 

Heaven and earth shall pass away ;— 
Then, with golden harps, we'll sing, — 
ki Glory, glory to our King ! " 

550 The glorious Co?iqneror. 8, 7* -D. 

1 See, the Conqueror mounts in triumph ! 

See the King in royal state, 
Riding on the clouds", his chariot, 

To his heavenly palace gate ! 
Hark ! the choirs' of angel voices 

Joyful hallelujahs sing, 
And the portals high are lifted 

To receive their heavenly King. 

2 Who is this that comes in glory, 

With the trump of jubilee ? 
Lord of battles, God of armies, 

He has gained the victory ; 
He, who on the cross did suffer, 

He, who from the grave arose, 
He has vanquished sin and Satan, 

He by death has spoiled his foes. 

3 Thou hast raised our human nature, 

On the clouds to God's right hand ; 
There we sit in heavenly places, 

There with thee in glory stand ; 
Jesus reigns, adored by angels ; 

Man with God is on the throne ; 
Might}' Lord ! in thine ascension,' 

We by faith behold our own. 

4 Lift us up from earth to heaven, 

Give us wings of faith and love, 
Gales of holy aspirations, 

Wafting us to realms above ; 
That, with hearts and minds uplifted, 

We with Christ our Lord may dwell, 
Where he sits enthroned in glory, 

In the heavenly citadel. 

5 So at last, when he appeareth, 

We from out our graves ma}- spring, 
With our youth renewed like eagles', 

Flocking round our heavenly King, 
Caught up on the clouds of heaven, 

And may meet him in the air, 
Rise to realms where he is reigning. 

And may reign for ever there, 



551 » The Brightness of his Glory." 8, 7. D. 

1 Mighty God ! while angels bless thee, 

May a mortal lisp thy name? 
Lord of men, as well as angels ! 

Thou art every creature's theme : 
Lord of every land and nation ! 

Ancient of eternal days ! 
Sounded through the wide creation, 

By thy just and awful praise. 

2 For the grandeur of thy nature, — 

Grand-. beyond a seraph's thought ; 
For the wcnders of creation, 

Works with skill and kindness wrought j 
For thy providence, that governs 

Through thine empire's wide domain, 
Wings an angel, guides a sparrow ; 

Blessed be thy gentle reign. 

3 For thy rich, thy free redemption, 

Bright, though vailed in darkness long, 
Thought is poor, and poor expression ; 

Who can sing that wondrous song ? 
Brightness of the Father's glory ! 

Shall thy praise unuttered lie ? 
Break, my tongue ! such guilty silence, 

Sing the Lord who came to die : — 

4 From the highest throne of glor} T , 

To the cross of deepest woe, 
Came to ransom guilty captives ! — 

Flow, my praise, for ever flow : 
Reascend, immortal Saviour ! 

Leave thy footstool, take thy throne ; 
Thence return and reign for ever ; — 

Be the kingdom all thine own I 

552 Matthew 21 : 9. 8, 7. D. 

1 Crown his head with endless blessing, 

Who, in God the Father's name, 
With compassions never ceasing, 

Comes salvation to proclaim. 
Hail, ye saints, who know T his favor, 

Who within his gates are found ; 
Hail, ye saints, the exalted Saviour, 

Let "his courts with praise resound. 

2 Lo, Jehovah, we adore thee ; 

Thee our Saviour ! thee our God ! 
From his throne his beams of glory 

Shine through all the world abroad. 
In his word his light arises, 

Brightest beams of truth and grace ; 
Bind, oh, bind your sacrifices, 

In his courts your offerings place. 

3 Jesus, thee our Saviour hailing, 

Thee our God in praise we own : 
Highest honors, never failing, 
Rise eternal round thy throne : 



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Now, ye saints, his power confessing, 

In your grateful strains adore ; 
For his mercy, never ceasing, 

Flows, and flows for evermore. 

553 Christ's return to heaven. 8, J, J. 

1 Jesus comes, his conflict over, — 

Comes to claim his great reward ; 
Angels round the Victor hover, 

Crowding to behold their Lord ; 
Haste, ye saints ! your tribute bring, 
Crown him, everlasting King. 

2 Yonder throne for him erected, 

Now becomes the Victor's seat ; 
Lo, the Man on earth rejected ! 

Angels worship at his feet : 
Haste, ye saints ! your tribute bring, 
Crown him, everlasting King. 

3 Day and night they cry before him,— 

" Holy, holy, holy Lord ! " 
All the powers of heaven adore him, 

All obey his sovereign word • 
Haste, ye saints ! your tribute bring, 
Crown him, everlasting King. 

554 "The King of Glory waits." 7> 61. 

1 Glory, glory to our King ! 

Crowns unfading wreathe his head ; 
Jesus is the name we sing, — 

Jesus, risen from the dead ; 
Jesus, Conqueror o'er the grave ; 
Jesus, mighty now to save. 

2 Jesus is gone up on high : 

Angels come to meet their King ; 
Shouts triumphant rend the sky, 

While the Victor's praise they sing : 
11 Open now, ye heavenly gates ! 
'Tis the King of glory waits." 

3 Now behold him high enthroned, 

Glory beaming from his face, 
By adoring angels owned, 

God of holiness and grace ! 
Oh, for hearts and tongues to sing— 
kk Glory, glory to our King ! " 

555 Isaiah 63: 1. S, 7, J. 

1 Who is this that comes from Edom, 

All his raiment stained with blood ; 
To the slave proclaiming freedom.; 

Bringing and bestowing good : 
Glorious in the garb he wears, 
Glorious in the spoils he bears ? 

2 'Tis the Saviour, now victorious, 

Traveling onward in his might ; 
'Tis the Saviour, oh how glorious 

To his people is the sight ! 
Jesus now is strong to save ; 
Mighty to redeem the slave. 



3 Why that blood his raiment staining ? 

'Tis the blood of many slain ; 
Of his foes there's none remaining, 

None the contest to maintain : 
Fallen they, no more to rise, 
All their glory prostrate lies. 

4 Mighty Victor, reign for ever ; 

Wear the crown so dearly won ; 
Never shall thy people, never 

Cease to sing what thou hast done ; 
Thou hast fought thy people's foes ; 
Thou hast healed thy people's woes. 

556 " The sight is glorious.'''' 0, 7> 4* 

1 Look, ye saints, the sight is glorious ; 

See the Man of sorrows now 
From the light returned victorious i 
Every knee to him shall bow ; 

Crown him ! crown him ! 
Crowns become the Victor's brow. 

2 Crown the Saviour, angels, crown him ! 

Rich the trophies Jesus brings ; 
In the seat of power enthrone him, 
While the vault of heaven rings : 

Crown him ! crown him ! 
Crown the Saviour King of kings ! 

3 Sinners in derision crowned him, 

Mocking thus the Saviour's claim ; 
Saints and angels, crowd around him. 
Own his title, praise his name ! 

Crown him ! crown him ! 
Spread abroad the Victor's fame. 

4 Hark, those bursts of acclamation ! 

Hark, those loud, triumphant chords! 
Jesus takes'the highest station ; 
Oh, what joy the sight affords ! 

Crown him ! crown him ! 
King of kings and Lord of lords ! 

557 " It is finished r 8,7,4. 

1 Hark ! the voice of love and mercy 

Sounds aloud from Calvary ; 
See ! it rends the rocks asunder, 
Shakes the earth, and vails the sky : 

" It is finished ! " 
Hear the dying Saviour cry. 

2 " It is finished ! " Ob, what pleasure 

Do these charming words afford ! 
Heavenly blessings, without measure, 
Flow to us from Christ, the Lord : 

" It is finished ! " 
Saints, the dying words record. 

3 Finished all the types and shadow's 

Of the ceremonial law ; 
Finished all that God had promised ; 
Death and hell no more shall awe. 

14 It is finished ! " 
Saints, from hence your comfort draw. 

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4 Tune your harps anew, ye seraphs ; 
Join to sing the pleasing theme : 
All on earth and all in heaven, 
Join to praise Immanuel's name : 

Hallelujah ! 
Glory to the bleeding Lamb ! 

558 " The Debt of Love." H. M. 

1 Come, every pious heart, 

That loves the Saviour's name. 
Your noblest powers exert 

To celebrate his fame ; 
Tell all above, and all below, 
The debt of love to him you owe. 

2 He left his starry crown, 

And laid his robes aside, 
On wings of love came down, 

And wept, and bled, and died ; 
What he endured, oh, who can tell, 
To save our souls from death and hell ? 

3 From the dark grave he rose, 

The mansions of the dead, 
And thence his mighty foes 

In glorious triumph led ; 
Up through the sky the Conqueror rode, 
And reigns on high, the Saviour God. 

4 Jesus, we ne'er can pay 

The debt we owe thy love ; 
Yet tell us how we may 

Our gratitude approve ; 
Our hearts, our all to thee we give ; 
The gift, though small, thou wilt receive. 

559 " Rejoice th e L ord is King / " H . M . 

1 Rejoice ! the Lord is King ; 

Your Lord and King adore : 
Mortals, give thanks and sing, 

And triumph evermore ! 
Lift up your hearts, lift up your voice j 
Rejoice ! — again I say, rejoice ! 

2 Jesus, the Saviour, reigns, 

The God of truth and love ; 
When he had purged our stains, 

He took his seat above : 
Lift up your hearts, lift up your voice ; 
Rejoice'! — again I say, rejoice ! 

3 His kingdom can not fail ; 

He rules o'er earth and heaven ■ 
The keys of death and hell 

Are to our Jesus given : 
Lift up your hearts, lift up your voice ; 
Rejoice ! — again I say, rejoice ! 

4 Rejoice in glorious hope : 

Jesus, the Judge, shall come, 
And take his servants up 
To their eternal home ; 



We soon shall hear the archangel's voice 
The trump of God shall sound, Rejoice ! 

560 "Lion ofjudah." 6 

1 Rise, glorious Conqueror, rise ; 
Into thy native skies, — 

Assume thy right ; 
And where in many a fold 
The clouds are backward rolled — 
Pass through those gates of gold, 

And reign in light ! # 

2 Victor o'er death and hell ! 
Cherubic legions swell 

Thy radiant train : 
Praises all heaven inspire ; 
Each angel sweeps his lyre, 
And waves his wings of fire,— 

Thou Lamb once slain ! 

3 Enter, incarnate God ! — 
No feet but thine, have trod 

The serpent down ; 
Blow the full trumpets, blow ! 
Wider yon portals throw ! 
Saviour triumphant — go, 

And take thy crown ! 

4 Lion of Judah — Hail ! 
And let thy name prevail 

From age to age ; 
Lord of the rolling years ; — 
Claim for thine own the spheres, 
For thou hast bought with tears 

Thy heritage ! 

5 And then was heard afar 
Star answering to star — 

4% Lo ! these have come, 
Followers of him who gave 
His life their lives to save ; 
And now their palms they wave, 

Brought safely home." 

561 " Worthy the Lamb." t 

1 Glory to God on high ! 
Let heaven and earth reply, 

li Praise ye his name ! ' 
His love and grace adore, 
Who all our sorrows bore j 
Sing loud for evermore, 

" Worthy the Lamb ! " 

2 While they around the throne 
Cheerfully join in one, 

Praising his name, — 
Ye who have felt his blood 
Sealing your peace with God, 
Sound his dear name abroad, 

,4 Worthy the Lamb ! " 



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3 Join, all ye ransomed race, 
Our Lord and God to bless j 

Praise ye his name ! 
In him we will rejoice, 
And make a joyful noise, 
Shouting with heart and voice, 

" Worthy the Lamb ! " 

4 Soon must we change our place, 
Yet will we never cease 

Praising his name ; 
To him our songs we bring ; 
Hail him our gracious King j 
And, through all ages sing, 

ki Worthy the Lamb ! " 

562 44 Inward Teachings ." L- M. 

1 Eternal Spirit, we confess 

And sing the wonders of thy grace : 
Thy power conveys our blessings down 
From God the Father and the Son. 

2 Enlightened by thy heavenly ray, 
Our shades and darkness turn to day ; 
Thine inward teachings make us know 
Our danger and our refuge too. 

3 Thy power and glory work within, 
And break the chains of reigning sin ; 
All our imperious lusts subdue, 
And form our wretched hearts anew. 

563 " Veni Creator / " L. M. 

1 Come, O Creator Spirit blest ! 
And in our souls take up thy rest ; 
Come, with thy grace and heavenly aid, 
To fill the hearts which thou hast made. 

2 Great Comforter ! to thee we cry • 
O highest gift of God most high ! 
O fount of life ! O fire of love ! 
Send sweet anointing from above ! 

3 Kindle our senses from above, 

And make our hearts o'erflow with love ; 
With patience firm, and virtue high, 
The weakness of our flesh supply. 

4 Far from us drive the foe we dread, 
And grant us thy true peace instead ; 
So shall we not, with thee for guide, 
Turn from the path of life aside. 

564 " Loose the Seals." L. M. 

1 Come, blessed Spirit ! source of light ! 

Whose power and grace are unconfined, 
Dispel the gloomy shades of night — 
The thicker darkness of the mind. 

2 To mine illumined eyes, display 

The glorious truth thy word reveals ; 
Cause me to run the heavenly way, 
Thy book unfold, and loose the seals. 



3 Thine inward teachings make me know 

The mysteries of redeeming love, 
The vanity of things below, 
And excellence of things above. 

4 While through this dubious maze I stray, 

Spread, like the sun, thy beams abroad, 
To show the dangers of the way, 
And guide my feeble steps to God. 

565 A new heart. L. M. 

1 Come, sacred Spirit, from above, 
And fill the coldest heart with love : 
On, turn to flesh the flinty stone, 

And let thy sovereign power be known. 

2 Speak thou, and from the haughtiest eyes 
Shall floods of contrite sorrow rise ; 
While all their glowing souls are borne 
To seek that grace which now they scorn. 

3 Oh, let a holy flock await 

In crowds around thy temple-gate ! 
Each pressing on with zeal to be 
A living sacrifice to thee. 

566 44 Calm my mind." L. M. 

1 Come, Holy Spirit ! calm my mind, 
And fit me to approach my God ; 
Remove each vain, each worldly thought, 
And lead me to thy blest abode. 

2 Hast thou imparted to mv soul 
A living spark of holy fire ? 

Oh, kindle now the sacred flame ; 
Make me to burn with pure desire. 

3 A brighter faith and hope impart, 
And let me now my Saviour see ; 

Oh, soothe and cheer my burdened heart, 
And bid my spirit rest in thee. 

567 44 Creator, Spirit." L. M. 

1 Creator Spirit, by whose aid 

The world's foundations first were laid, 
Come, visit every waiting mind • 
Come, pour thy joys on human-kind. 

2 Thrice holy Fount, thrice holy Fire, 
Our hearts with heavenly love inspire ; 
Come, and thy sacred unction bring 
To sanctify us, while we sing. 

3 O Source of uncreated light, 

The Father's promised Paraclete,— 
From sin and sorrow set us free, 
And make us temples worthy thee ! 

4 Make us eternal truths receive, 
And practise all that we believe ; 
Give us thyself, that we may see 
The Father and the Son, by thee, 



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568 " Led by the Spirit." L. M. 

1 Come, gracious Spirit, heavenly Dove, 
With light and comfort from above : 
Be thou our guardian, thou our guide ! 
O'er every thought and step preside. 

2 To us the light of truth display, 

And make us know and choose thy wa}* ; 
Plant holy fear in every heart, 
That we from God may ne'er depart. 

3 Lead us to holiness — the road 

That we must take to dwell with God ; 
Lead us to Christ, the living way, 
Nor let us from his precepts stray. 

4 Lead us to God, our final rest, 
To be with him for ever blest ; 

Lead us to heaven, its bliss to share — ■ 
Fullness of joy for ever there ! 

569 Pentecost. L. M. 

1 Blest day ! when our ascended Lord 
Fulfilled his own prophetic word 5 
Sent down his Spirit, to inspire 

His saints, baptized with holy fire. 

2 While by his power these signs were wrought. 
While divers tongues his wisdom taught, 
His love one only subject gave — 

That Jesus died the world to save ! 

3 Sure peace with God ! — the jo3 T ful sound 
Pours wide its sacred influence round ; 
Relenting foes his grace receive. 

And humble myriads hear and live ! 

570 The Comforter. L. M. 

1 Sure the blest Comforter is nigh, 

'Tis he sustains my fainting heart ; 
Else would my hopes for ever die, 
And every cheering ray depart. 

2 Whene'er, to call the Saviour mine, 

With ardent wish my heart aspires, — 
Can it be less than power divine, 
That animates these strong desires ? 

3 And, when my cheerful hope can say,— 

I love my God and taste his grace", — 
Lord ! is it not thy blissful ray, 
That brings this dawn of sacred peace ? 

4 Let thy good Spirit in my heart 

For "ever dwell, O God of love ! 
And light and heavenly peace impart, — ■ 
Sweet earnest of the joys above. 

571 ''''Take not thy Spirit from me." E. M. 
1 Stay, thou insulted Spirit, stay ! 

Though I have done thee such despite, 
Cast not a sinner quite away, 
Nor take thine everlasting flight. 



2 Though I have most unfaithful been 

Of all who e'er thy grace received ; 
Ten thousand times thy goodness seen. 
Ten thousand times thy goodness grieved 

3 Yet, oh, the chief of sinners spare, 

In honor of my great High Priest ! 
Nor, in thy righteous anger, swear 
I shall not see trry people's rest, 

572 *' He shall come down like rain" L. M 

1 As when in silence vernal showers 
Descend and cheer the fainting flowers, 
So, in the secrecy of love, 

Falls the sweet influence from above. 

2 That heavenly influence let me find 
In holy silence of the mind, 

While every grace maintains its bloom, 
Diffusing wide its rich perfume. 

3 Nor let these blessings be confined 
To me, but poured on all mankind, 
Till earth's wild wastes in verdure rise, 
And a young Eden bless our eyes. 

573 Prayer for the Spirit. L. M 

1 O Spirit of the living God, 

In all thy plenitude of grace, 
Where'er "the foot of man hath trod. 
Descend on our apostate race. 

2 Give tongues of fire and hearts of love, 

To preach the reconciling word ; 
Give power and unction from above, 
Where'er the joyful sound is heard. 

3 Be darkness, at thy coming, light ; 

Confusion, order, in thy path ; 
Souls without strength inspire with might ; 
Bid mercy triumph over wrath. 

4 Baptize the nations ! far and nigh 

The triumphs of the cross record ; 
The name of Jesus glorify, 
TiJl every people call hrm Lord. 

574 " Oh, come to-day" 6, 4 

1 Come, Holy Ghost ! in love, 
Shed on us, from above, 

Thine own bright ray : 
Divinely go'od thou art ; 
Thy sacred gifts impart, 
To"gladden each sad heart j 

Oh, come to-day ! 

2 Come, tenderest Friend, and best, 
Our most delightful Guest ! 

With soothing power ; 
Rest, which the weary know ; 
Shade, 'mid the noontide glow ; 
Peace, when deep griefs o'erflow ; 

Cheer us, this hour ! 



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3 Come, Light serene ! and still 
Our inmost bosoms fill ; 

Dwell in each breast : 
We know no dawn but thine ; 
Send forth thy beams divine, 
On our dark souls to shine, 

And make us blest. 

4 Exalt our low desires • 
Extinguish passion's fires ; 

Heal every wound ; 
Our stubborn spirits bend j 
Our icy coldness end ; 
Our devious steps attend, 

While heavenward bound. 

5 Come, all the faithful bless ; 
Let all, who Christ confess, 

His praise employ : 
Give virtue's rich reward ; 
Victorious death accord, 
And, with our glorious Lord, 

Eternal joy ! 

575 kt Let there be light! " 6, 4- 

i Thou ! whose almighty word 
Chaos and darkness heard, 

And took their flight, 
Hear us, we humbly pray, 
And, where the gospel's day 
Sheds not its glorious ray, 

" Let there be light ! " 
a Thou ! who didst come to bring, 
On thy redeeming wing, 

Healing and sight, 
Health to the sick in mind, 
Sight to the inly blind, — 
Oh, now to all mankind 

" Let there be light ! " 

3 Spirit of truth and love, 
Life-giving holy Dove ! 

Spaed forth thy flight : 
Move o'er the waters' face, 
Bearing the lamp of grace, 
And, in earth's darkest place, 

11 Let there be light ! 1 

4 Blessed and holy Three, 
. All-glorious Trinity, — 

Wisdom, Love, Might ! 
Boundless as ocean's tide 
Rolling in fullest pride, 
Through the world, far and wide, — 

" Let there be light ! " 

575 

Invocation. C. M. 

i Come, Holy Spirit, heavenly Dove ! 
With all thy quickening powers. 
Kindle a flame of sacred love 
In these cold hearts of ours. 



2 Look ! how we grovel here below, 

Fond of thesetrifling toys ! 
Our souls can neither fly nor go 
To reach eternal joys. 

3 In vain we tune our formal songs ; 

In vain we strive to rise ; 
Hosannas languish on our tongues, 
And our devotion dies. 

\ Dear Lord, and shall we ever live 
At this poor dying rate— 
Our love so faint, so cold to thee, 
And thine to us so great ? 

5 Come, Holy Spirit, heavenly Dove ! 
With all thy quickening powers ; 
Come, shed abroad a Saviour's love, 
And that shall kindle ours. 

577 Fruits of the Sj>irit. C. 

2 Our blest Redeemer, ere he breathed 

His tender, last farewell, 
A Guide, a Comforter bequeathed, 

With us on earth to dwell. 

2 He came in tongues of living flame, 

To teach, convince, subdue ; 
All-powerful as the wind he came, 
And all as viewless, too. 

3 Lie came, sweet influence to impart, 

A gracious, willing Guest, 
While he can find one humble heart 
Wherein to fix his rest. 

4 And every virtue we possess, 

And every virtue won, 
And everv thought of holiness 
Is his and his alone. 

5 Spirit of purity and grace ! 

Our weakness pitying see ; 
Oh, make our hearts thy dwelling-place, 
Purer and worthier thee ! 

573 " The Gift of God '." C. 

1 Come, Holy Ghost, Creator, come, 

Inspire these souls of thine ; 
Till every heart which thou hast made 
Be filled with grace divine. 

2 Thou art the Comforter, the gift 

Of God, and fire of love ; 
The everlasting spring of joy, 
And unction from above. 

3 Enlighten our dark souls, till they 

Tny sacred love embrace ; 
Assist our minds, by nature frail, 
With thy celestial grace. 



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4 Teach us the Father to confess, 
And Son, from death revived, 
And thee, with both, O Holy Ghost, 
Who art from both derived. 

579 The love of the Spirit. C M. 

1 O Holy Ghost, the Comforter, 

How is thy love despised, 
While the heart longs for sympathy 
And friends are idolized. 

2 O Spirit of the living God, 

Brooding with dove-like wings 
Over the helpless and the weak 
Among created things ! 

3 Where should our feebleness find strength, 

Our helplessness a stay, 
Didst thou not bring us hope and help, 
And comfort, day by day ? 

4 Great are thy consolations, Lord, 

And mighty is thy power, 
In sickness and in solitude, 
In sorrow's darkest hour. 

5 Oh, if the souls that now despise 

And grieve thee, heavenly Dove, 
Would seek thee, and would welcome thee, 
How would they prize th}' love ! 

580 Pentecost. C M. 

1 When God, of old, came down from heaven, 

In power and wrath he came ; 
Before his feet the clouds were riven, 
Half darkness and half flame. 

2 But when he came the second time, 

He came in power and love ; 
Softer than gales at morning prime, 
Hovered his holy Dove. 

3 The fires that rushed on Sinai down 

In sudden torrents dread, 
Now gently light a glorious crown 
On every sainted head. 

4 Like arrows went those lightnings forth, 

Winged with the sinner's doom ; 
But these, like tongues, o'er all the earth 
Proclaiming life to come. 

581 i John 5:6-10. CM. 

1 Glory to God the Father be, 

Glory to God the Son. 
Glory to God the Holy Ghost — 
Glory to God alone ! 

2 My soul doth magnify the Lord, 

My spirit doth rejoice 
In God, my Saviour and my God j 
I hear his joyful voice. 



3 I need not go abroad for joy, 

Who have a feast at home ; 
My sighs are turned into songs, 
The Comforter is come ! 

4 Down from on high the blessed Dove 

Is come into my breast, 
To witness God's eternal love ; 
This is my heavenly feast. 

5 Glory to God the Father be, 

Glory to God the Son, 
Glory to God the Holy Ghost — 
Glory to God alone ! 

582 Comfortable Assurance. C M. 

1 Why should the children of a King 

Go mourning all their days? 
Great Comforter, descend, and bring 
Some token of thy grace. 

2 Dost thou not dwell in all the saints, 

And seal the heirs of heaven? 
When wilt thou banish my complaints, 
And show my sins forgiven ? 

3 Assure my conscience of her part 

In the Redeemer's blood ; 
And bear thy witness with my heart, 
That I am born of God. 

4 Thou art the earnest of his love, 

The pledge of joys to come* 
And thy soft wings, celestial Dove, 
Will safe convey me home. 

583 The Indweller. CM. 

1 Come, Holy Ghost ! our hearts inspire, 

Let us thine influence prove ; 
Source of the old prophetic fire ! 
Fountain of life and love ! 

2 Water with heavenly dew thy word, 

In this appointed hour ; 
Attend it with thy presence, Lord, 
And bid it come with power. 

3 Open the hearts of them that hear, 

To make the Saviour room ; 
Now let us find redemption near j 
Let faith by hearing come. 

584 • • He sh a II testify of me. " CM. 

1 Spirit of truth, oh, let me know 

The love of Christ to me ; 
Its conquering. quickening power bestow, 
To set me wholly free. 

2 I long to know its depth and height, 

To scan its breadth and length ; 
Drink in its ocean of delight, 
And triumph in its strength. 



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3 It is thine office to reveal 

My Saviour's wondrous love ; 
Oh, deepen on my heart thy seal, 
And bless me from above. 

585 The Abiding Presence. C. M. 

1 Eternal Spirit, God of truth, 

Our contrite hearts inspire ; 
Revive the flame of heavenly love, 
And feed the pure desire. 

2 'Tis thine to soothe the sorrowing mind, 

With guilt and fear oppressed ; 
'Tis thine to bid the dying live, 
And give the weary rest. 

3 Subdue the power of every sin, 

Whate'er that sin may be, 
That we, with humble, holy heart, 
May worship only thee. 

4 Then with our spirits witness bear 

That we are sons of God, 
Redeemed from sin, from death and hell, 
Through Christ's atoning blood. 

586 "Abba, Father." CM. 

1 Our Holy Father and our God ! 

We come before thy face. 
To bless thee for that gift divine, 
The Spirit of thy grace. 

2 Precious the promise, now fulfilled 

Through Jesus set on high • 
The spirit of adoption ours, 
We, Abba, Father, cry. 

3 By him our faith, and hope, and love 

Are kept alive and grow ; 
Through Jesus' blood he gives the heart 
A perfect peace to know. 

4 The souls, in his communion blest, 

Pant for the things above • 
As seeks the hart for water-brooks, 
So we the springs of love. 

5 Blest Comforter of all thy saints, 

Who love the heavenly way, 
We, by thy might, would run the race, 
Till we have won the day. 

587 The Indweller. C. M. 

1 Spirit Divine ! attend our prayer, 

And make our hearts thy home ; 
Descend with all thy gracious power: 
Come, Holy Spirit, come ! 

2 Come as the light : to us reveal 

Our sinfulness and woe : 
And lead us in those paths of life 
Where all the righteous go. 



3 Come as the fire, and purge our hearts, 

Like sacrificial flame : 
Let our whole soul an offering be 
To our Redeemer's name. 

4 Come as the wind, with rushing sound, 

With Pentecostal grace ; 
And make the great salvation known 
Wide as the human race. 

5 Spirit Divine, attend our prayer, 

And make our hearts thy home ; 
Descend with all thy gracious power : 
Come, Holy Spirit, come ! 

588 u Thy Spirit in our heart.'''' S 

1 Enthroned on high, almighty Lord ! 

The Holy Ghost send down • 
Fulfill in us thy faithful word, 
And all tlry mercies crown. 

2 Though on our heads no tongues of fire 

Their wondrous powers impart, 
Grant, Saviour, what we more desire, 
Thy Spirit in our heart. 

3 Spirit of life, and light, and love, 

Thy heavenly influence give ; 
Quicken our souls, our guilt remove 
That we in Christ may live. 

4 To our benighted minds reveal 

The glories of his grace, 
And bring us where no clouds conceal 
The brightness of his face. 

589 Philippians 2 : 12, 13. S 

1 'Tis God the Spirit leads 

In paths before unknown ; 
The work to be performed is ours, 
The strength is all his own. 

2 Supported by his grace, 

• We still pursue our way ; 
And hope at last to reach the prize, 
Secure in endless day. 

3 'Tis he that works to will, 

'Tis he that works to do ; 
His is the power by which we act, 
His be the glory too. 

590 The Comforter here. S. 

1 The Comforter has come, 

We feel his presence here, 
Our hearts would now no longer roam, 
But bow in filial fear. 

2 This tenderness of love, 

This hush of solemn power,— 
'Tis heaven descending from above, 
To fill this favored hour. 



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3 Earth's darkness all has fled, 

Heaven's light serenely shines, 
And every heart, divinely led, 
To holy thought inclines. 

4 No more let sin deceive, 

Nor earthly cares betray, 
Oh,. let us never, never grieve 
The Comforter away ! 

591 " The earnest in our hearts" S. M. 

1 Come, Spirit, source of light, 

Thy grace is unconfined ; 
Dispel the gloomy shades of night, 
The darkness of the mind. 

2 Now to our eyes display 

The truth thy words reveal ; 
Cause us to run the heavenly way, 
Delighting in thy will. 

3 Thy teachings make us know 

The mysteries of thy love, 
The vanity of things below, 
The joy'of things above. 

4 While through this maze we stray, 

Oh, spread thy beams abroad ; 
Disclose the dangers of the way, 
And guide our steps to God. 

592 Invocation. S. M. 

1 Come, Holy Spirit, come, 

With ene'rgy divine ; 
And on this poor benighted soul ; 
With beams of mercy shine. 

2 Oh, melt this frozen heart : 

This stubborn will subdue ; 
Each evil passion overcome, ' 
And form me all anew. 

3 Mine will the profit be, 

But thine shall be the praise ; 
And unto thee I will devote 
The remnant of my days. 

593 Invocation. S. M. 

1 Come, Holy Spirit, come ! 

Let thy bright beams arise ; 
Dispel the sorrow from our minds, 
The darkness from our eyes. 

2 Convince us of our sin ; 

Then lead to Jesus' blood, 
And to our wondering view reveal 
The mercies of our God. 

3 Revive our drooping faith, 

Our doubts and fears remove, 
And kindle in our breasts the flame 
Of never-dying love. 



4 'Tis thine to cleanse the heart, 

To sanctify the soul, 
To pour fresh life in every part, 
And new-create the whole. 

5 Come, Holy Spirit, come ; 

Our minds from bondage free ; 
Then shall we know, and praise, and love, 
The Father, Son, and thee. 

594 Pentecost. S. M. 

1 Lord God, the Holy Ghost ! 

In this accepted hour, 
As on the day of Pentecost, 
Descend in all thy power ! 

2 We meet with one accord 

In our appointed place, 
And wait the promise of our Lord, 
The Spirit of all grace. 

3 Like mighty rushing wind 

Upon the waves beneath, 
Move with one impulse every mind, 
One soul, one feeling breathe. 

4 The young, the old inspire 

With wisdom from above ; 
And give us hearts and tongues of fire 
To pray, and praise, and love. 

5 Spirit of truth, be thou 

In life and death our guide ! 
O Spirit of adoption, now 
May we be sanctified. 

595 " Comforter Divine." S. M. 

1 Blest Comforter divine ! 

Let rays of heavenly love 
Amid our gloom and darkness shine, 
And guide our souls above. 

2 Turn us, with gentle voice, 

From every sinful way, 
And bid the mourning saint rejoice, 
Though earthly joys decay. 

3 By thine inspiring breath 

Make every cloud of care, 
And ev'n the gloomy vale of death, 
A smile of glory wear. 

4 Oh, fill thou every heart 

With love to all our race ; 
Great Comforter, to us impart 
These blessings of thy grace. 

596 " Love Divine." *]* 
i Gracious Spirit, Love divine ! 

Let thy light within me shine j 
All my guilty fears remove, 
Fill me with thy heavenly love. 



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V SPIRIT 



2 Speak thy pardoning grace to me, 
Set the burdened sinner free ; 
Lead me to the Lamb of God. 
Wash me in his precious blood. 

3 Life and peace to me impart, 
Seal salvation on my heart ; 
Breathe thyself into my breast,— 
Earnest of immortal rest. 

4 Let me never from thee stray, 
Keep me in the narrow way j 
Fill my soul with joy divine, 
Keep me, Lord ! for ever thine. 

597 " Lord of Light." 

1 Holy Spirit ! Lord of Light ! 
From thy clear celestial height, 
Come, thou Light of all that live ! 
Thy pure beaming radiance give ! 

2 Come, thou Father of the poor ! 
Come with treasures which endure ; 
Thou, of all consolers best, 
Visiting the troubled breast. 

3 Thou in toil art comfort sweet ; 
Pleasant coolness in the heat ; 
Solace in the midst of woe ; 
Dost refreshing peace bestow. 

4 Light immortal ! light divine ! 
Visit thou these hearts of thine ; 
If thou take thy grace away, 
Nothing pure in man will stay. 

5 Heal our wounds — our strength renew ; 
On our dryness pour thy dew ; 

Wash the stains of guilt away ; 
Guide the steps that go astray. 

6 Give us comfort when we die ; 
Give us life with thee on high ; 
In thy sevenfold gifts descend ; 
Give us joys which never end. 

598 Luke ii : 13. 

1 Holy Ghost ! with light divine, 
Shine upon this heart of mine ; 
Chase the shades of night away, 
Turn my darkness into day. 

2 Holy Ghost ! with power divine, 
Clsanse this guilty heart of mine ; 
Long hath sin, without control, 
Held dominion o'er my soul. 

3 Holy Ghost ! with joy divine, 
Cheer this saddened neart of mine ; 
Bid my many woes depart, 

Heal my wounded, bleeding heart. 



4 Holy Spirit ! all-divine, 
Dwell within this heart of mine ; 
Cast down every idol-throne, 
Reign supreme — and reign alone. 

599 John 16: 13. 

1 Holy Spirit ! gently come, 

Raise us from our fallen state ; 
Fix thy everlasting home 
In the hearts thou didst create. 

2 Now thy quickening influence bring, 

On our spirits sweetly move ; 
Open every mouth to sing 

Jesus' everlasting love. 
7. 3 Take the things of Christ, and show 

What our Lord for us hath done ; 
May we God the Father know 

Through his well-beloved Son. 

600 « Work in all." 

1 Holy Ghost, thou Source of light ! 

We invoke thy kindling ray : 
Dawn upon our spirits' night, 
Turn our darkness into day. 

2 To the anxious soul impart 

Hope, all other hopes above ; 
Stir the dull and hardened heart 
With a longing and a love. 

3 Give the struggling, peace for strife ; 

Give the doubting, light for gloom 
Speed the living into life, 
Warn the dying of their doom. 

4 Work in all, in all renew, 

Day by day, the life divine ; 
All our wills to thee subdue, 
All our hearts to thee incline. 

601 " Our hearts inspire." 
1 Come, divine and peaceful Guest, 

Enter each devoted breast ; 
Holy Ghost, our hearts inspire, 
Kindle there the Gospel fire. 
7. 2 Bid our sin and sorrow cease ; 

Fill us with thy heavenly peace j 
Joy divine we then shall prove, 
Light of truth— and fire of love. 

602 Invocation. 

1 Holy Spirit, from on high, 
Bend on us a pitying eye j 
Animate the drooping heart, 
Bid the power of sin depart. 

2 Light up every dark recess 
Ofour heart's ungodliness ; 
Show us every devious way, 

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3 Teach us with repentant grief 
Humbly to implore relief, 
Then the Saviour's blood reveal, 
All our deep disease to heal. 

4 Other groundwork should we la}', 
Sweep those empty hopes away j 
Make us feel that Christ alone 
Can for human guilt atone. 

5 May we daily grow in grace, 
And pursue the heavenly race, 
Trained in wisdom, led by love, 
Till we reach our rest above. 

603 Luke 9 : 23. L- M- 

1 Broad is the road that leads to death, 

And thousands walk together there ; 
But wisdom shows a narrow path, 
With here and there a traveler. 

2 14 Deny thyself and take thy cross," — 

Is the Redeemer's great command : - 
Nature must count her gold but dross, 
If she would gain this heavenly land. 

3 The fearful soul that tires and faints. 

And walks the ways of God no more, 
Is but esteemed almost a saint, 
And makes his own destruction sure. 

4 Lord ! let not all my hopes be vain : 

Create my heart entirely new : 
Which hypocrites could ne'er attain, 
Which false apostates never knew. 

604 ^ One thing needful" L. M. 

1 Jesus, engrave it on nry heart, 
That thou the one thing needful art ; 
I could from all things parted be, 
But never, never, Lord, from thee. 

2 Needful is thy most precious blood, 
To reconcile my soul to God ; 
Needful is thy indulgent care ; 
Needful thy all-prevailing prayer. 

3 Needful thy presence, dearest Lord, 
True peace and comfort to afford ; 
Needful thy promise, to impart 
Fresh life and vigor to my heart. 

4 Needful art thou, my guide, my stay, 
Through all life's dark and weary way ; 
Nor less in death thou'lt needfufbe, 
To bring my spirit home to thee. 

5 Then needful still, my God, my King, 
Thy name eternally I'll sing ! 

Glory and praise be ever his , — 
The one thing needful Jesus is ! 



605 job 4: 17-21. L 

1 Shall the vile race of flesh and blood 
Contend with their Creator, God ? 
Shall mortal worms presume to.be 
More hoi}'', wise, or just, than he ? 

2 Behold ! he puts his trust in none 
Of all the spirits round his throne ; 
Their natures, when compared with his, 
Are neither hoi} 7 , just, nor wise. 

3 But how much meaner things are they 
Who spring from dust, and dwell in clay 
Touched by the finger of thy wrath, 
We faint and vanish like a moth. 

4 From night to day, from day to night, 
We die by thousands in thy sight ; 
Buried in" dust whole nations lie, 
Like a forgotten vanity. 

5 Almighty Power, to thee we bow ; 
How frail are we ! how glorious thou ! 
No more the sons of earth shall dare 
With an eternal God compare. 

606 u Jn jeopardy every hour CP. 

1 Lo ! on a narrow neck of land, 
'Twixt two unbounded seas, I stand, 

Secure ! insensible ! 
A point of time, a moment's space. 
Removes me to yon heavenly place, 

Or shuts me up in hell. 

2 O God ! my inmost soul convert, 
And deeply on my thoughtful heart 

Eternal things impress : 
Give me to feel their solemn weight, 
And save me ere it be too late ; 

Wake me to righteousness. 

3 Before me place, in dread array, 
The pomp of that tremendous day, 

When thou with clouds shalt come 
To judge the nations at thy bar ; 
And tell me, Lord ! shall I be there 

To meet a joyful doom ! 

4 Be this my one great business here,— 
With holy trembling, holy fear, 

To make my calling sure ! 
Thine utmost counsel to fulfill, 
And suffer all thy righteous will, 

And to the end endure ! 

5 Then Saviour, then my soul receive, 
Then bid me in thy presence live, 

And reign with thee above ; 
Where faith is sweetly lost in sight, 
And hope, in full, supreme delight, 

And everlasting love. 



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607 " Must be bom again" C P. M. 

1 Awaked by Sinai's awful sound, 
My soul in bonds of guilt I found, 

And knew not where to go ; 
One solemn truth increased my pain, 
kk The sinner must be born again," 

Or sink to endless woe. 

2 I heard the law its thunders roll, 
While guilt lay heavy on my soul — ■ 

A vast oppressive load ; 
All creature-aid I saw was vain ; 
kk The sinner must be born again, 1 ' 

Or drink the wrath of God. 

3 The saints I heard with rapture tell- 
How Jesus conquered death and hell 

To bring salvation near ; 
Yet still I found this truth remain— 
kk The sinner must be born again," 

Or sink in deep despair. 

4 But while I thus in anguish lay, 

The bleeding Saviour passed that way, 

My bondage to remove ; 
The sinner, once by justice slain, 
Now by his grace is born again, 

And sings redeeming love. 

603 John 1 : 12, 13. C. M. 

1 Not all the outward forms on earth, 

Nor rites that God has given, 
Nor will of man, nor blood, nor birth, 
Can raise a soul to heaven. 

2 The sovereign will of God alone 

Creates us heirs of grace ; 
Born in the image of his Son, 
A new, peculiar race. 

3 The Spirit, like some heavenly wind, 

Breathes on the sons of flesh, 
New-models all the carnal mind, 
And forms the man afresh. 

4 Our quickened souls awake and rise 

From the long sleep of death ; 
On heavenly things we fix our eyes, 
And praise employs our breath. 

609 « All become guilty." C M. 

1 Vain are the hopes, the sons of men 

On their own works have built ; 
Their hearts, by nature, all unclean, 
And all their actions, guilt. 

2 Let Jew and Gentile stop their mouths, 

Without a murmuring word ; 
And the whole race of Adam stand 
Guilty before the Lord. 



3 Jesus ! how glorious is thy grace ; — 
When in thy name we trust, 
Our faith receives a righteousness, 
That makes the sinner just. 

610 Matthew j : 14. CM. 

1 Strait is the way, the door is strait, 

That leads to joys on high ; 
'Tis but a few that find the gate 
While crowds mistake and die. 

2 Beloved self must be denied, 

The mind and will renewed, 
Passion suppressed, and patience tried, 
And vain desires subdued. 

3 Lord ! can a feeble, helpless worm, 

Fulfill a task so hard ! 
Thy grace must all my work perform, 
And give the free reward. 

611 " Prisoners out of the Pit." CM. 

1 How sad our state by nature is ! 

Our sin — how deep it stains ! 
And Satan holds our captive minds 
Fast in his slavish chains. 

2 But there's a voice of sovereign grace, 

Sounds from the sacred word : 
" Ho ! ye despairing sinners, come, 
And trust a pardoning Lord." 

3 My soul obeys the almighty call, 

And runs to this relief; 
I would believe thy promise, Lord : 
Oh, help my unbelief ! 

4 A guilty, weak, and helpless worm, 

On thy kind arms I fall ; 
Be thou my Strength and Righteousness, 
My Saviour and my All. 

612 Perfectly helpless. C M. 

1 How helpless guilty nature lies, 

Unconscious of its load ! 
The heart, unchanged, can never rise 
To happiness and God. 

2 Can aught, beneath a power divine, 

The stubborn will subdue? 
'Tis thine, almighty Spirit ! thine, 
To form the heart anew. 

3 'Tis thine, the passions to recall, 

And upward bid them rise ; 
To make the scales of er-or fall, 
From reason's darkened eyes ; — 

4 To chase the shades of death away, 

And bid the sinner live ; 
A beam of heaven, a vital ray, 
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5 Oh, change these wretched hearts of ours, 
And give them life divine ; 
Then shall our passions and our powers, 
Almighty Lord, be thine. 

613 No life by law. C. M. 

z In vain we seek for peace with God 
By methods of our own : 
Nothing, O Saviour ! but thy blood 
Can bring us near the throne. 

2 The threatenings of the broken law 

Impress the soul with dread : 
If God his sword of vengeance draw, 
It strikes the spirit dead. 

3 But thine illustrious sacrifice 

Hath answered these demands ; 
And peace and pardon from the skies 
Are offered by thy hands. 

4 'Tis by thy death we live, O Lord ! 

'Tis on thy cross we rest : 
For ever be thy love adored, 
Thy name for ever blessed. 

614 Romans 7 : 7-13. C. M. 

1 Lord, how secure my conscience was, 

And felt no inward dread ! 
I was alive without the law, 
And thought my sins were dead. 

2 My hopes of heaven were firm and bright ; 

But since the precept came 
With a convincing power and light, 
I find how vile 1 am. 

3 My guilt appeared but small before, 

'till terribly I saw 
How perfect, holy, just, and pure, 
Is thine eternal'law, 

4 Then felt my soul the heavy load ; 

My sins revived again : 
I had provoked a dreadful God, 
And all my hopes were slain. 

5 My God, I cry with every breath 

For some kind power to save, 
To break the yoke of sin and death, 
And thus redeem the slave. 

615 " I say unto all, Watch ." S. M. 

1 A charge to keep I have, 

A God to glorify, 
A never-dying soul to save, 
And fit it for the sky. 

2 To serve the present age, 

My calling to fulfill ; 
Oh, may it all my powers engage 
To do" my Master's will. 



3 Arm me with jealous care, 

As in thy sight to live ; 
And oh, thy servant, Lord, prepare 
A strict account to give. 

4 Help me to watch and pray, 

And on thyself rely, 
Assured, if I my trust betray, 
I shall for ever die. 

616 " Thy tvork alone." S 

1 Not what these hands have done 

Can save this guilty soul : 
Not what this toiling flesh has borne 
Can make my spirit whole. 

2 Not what I feel or do 

Can give me peace with God ; 
Not all my prayers, and sighs, and tears 
Can bear my awful load. 

3 Thy work alone, O Christ, 

Can ease this weight of sin ; 
Thy blood alone, O Lamb of God, 
Can give me peace within. 

617 Psalm 15. S 

1 Can sinners hope for heaven, 

Who love this world so well ? 
Or dream of future happiness, 
While on the road to hell ? 

2 Shall they hosannas sing, 

With an unhallowed tongue ? 
Shall palms adorn the guilty hand 
Which does its neighbor wrong ? 

3 Thy grace, O God, alone, 

Good hope can e'er afford ! 
The pardoned and the pure shall see 
The glory of the Lord. 

618 

Necessity vf Atonement. o 

1 Like sheep we went astray. 

And broke the fold of God — 
Each wandering in a different way, 
But all the downward road. 

2 How dreadful was the hour, 

When God pur wanderings laid, 
And did at once his vengeance pour, 
Upon the Shepherd's head ! 

3 How glorious was the grace, 

When Christ sustained the stroke ! 
His life and blood the Shepherd pays, 
A ransom for the flock. 

4 But God shall raise his head, 

O'er all the sons of men, 
And make him see a numerous seed, 
To recompense his pain. 



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619 Deuteronomy 30: 19. S. M. 

1 Oh, where shall rest be found— 

Rest for the weary soul? 
'Twere vain the ocean depths to sound, 
Or pierce to either pole. 

2 The world can never give 

The bliss for which we sigh : 
'Tis not the whole of life to live, 
Nor all of death to die. 

3 Beyond this vale of tears 

There is a life above, 
Unmeasured by the flight of years ; 
And all that life is love. 

4 There is a death whose pang 

Outlasts the fleeting breath : 
Oh, what eternal horrors hang 
Around the second death ! 

5 Lord God of truth and grace ! 

Teach us that death to shun ; 
Lest we be banished from thy face, 
And evermore undone. 

620 2 Corinthians 5: 21. S. M. 

1 How heavy is the night 

That hangs upon our eyes, 
Till Christ with his reviving light 
Over our souls arise ! 

2 Our guilty spirits dread 

To meet the wrath of heaven ; 
But, in his righteousness arrayed, 
We see our sins forgiven. 

3 Unholy and impure 

Are all our thoughts and ways : 
His hands infected nature cure 
With sanctifying grace. 

4 Lord, we adore thy ways 

To bring us near to God, 
Thy sovereign power, thy healing grace, 
And thine atoning blood. 

621 The atonement, S. M. 

1 Not all the blood of beasts 

On Jewish altars slain, 
Could give the guilty conscience peace, 
Or wash away the stain. 

2 But Christ the heavenly Lamb 

Takes all our sins away, 
A sacrifice of nobler name 
And richer blood than they. 

3 My faith would lay her hand 

On that dear head of thine, 
While like a penitent I stand, 
And there confess my sin. 



4 My soul looks back to see 

The burdens thou didst bear,- 
When hanging on the carsed tree, 
And hopes ner guilt was there. 

5 Believing, we rejoice 

To see the curse remove ; 
We bless the Lamb with cheerful voice, 
And sing his dying love. 

622 Zechariah 13 : 1. C. M. 

1 There is a fountain filled with blood, 

Drawn from lmmanuel's veins ; 
And sinners, plunged beneath that flood, 
Lose all their guilty stains. 

2 The dying thief rejoiced to see 

That fountain in his day ; 
And there may 1, though vile as he, 
Wash all my sins away. 

3 Dear dying Lamb, thy precious blood 

Shall never lose its power, 
Till all the ransomed churca of God 
Be saved to sin no more. 

4 E'er since, by faith, I saw the stream 

Thy flowing wounds supply, 
Redeeming love has been my theme, 
And shall be, till I die. 

5 Then in a nobler, sweeter song 

I'll sing tiiy power to save, 
When this poor lisping, stammering tongue 
Lies silent in the grave. 

6 Lord, I believe thou hast prepared, 

Unworthy though I be, 
For me a blood-bought, free reward, 
A golden harp for me. 

7 'Tis strung, and tuned for endless years, 

And formed by power divine, 
To sound in God the Father's ears 
No other name but thine. 

523 " A mazi)tg Grace.'''' C. M 

1 Amazing grace ! how sweet the sound 

That saved a wretch like me ! 
I once was lost, but now am found — 
Was blind, but now I see. 

2 'Twas grace that taught my heart to fear, 

And grace my fears relieved ; 
How precious did that grace appear, 
The hour I first believed ! 

3 Through many dangers, toils, and snares, 

I have already coaie ; 
'Tis grace hath brought me safe thus far, 
And grace will lead me home. 



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4 Yea — when this flesh and heart shall fail. 

And mortal life shall cease, 
I shall possess, within the vail, 
A life of joy and peace. 

5 The earth shall soon dissolve like snow, 

The sun forbear to shine ; 
But God, who called me here below, 
Will be for ever mine. 

624 God Reconciled. C M. 

1 Come, let us lift our jo3 T ful eyes, 

Up to the courts above, 
And smile to see our Father there, 
Upon a throne of love. 

2 Now we may bow before his feet, 

And venture near the Lord : 
No fiery cherub guards his seat, 
Nor double flaming sword. 

3 The peaceful gates of heavenly bliss 

Are opened by the Son ; 
High let us raise our notes of praise, 
And reach the almighty throne. 

4 To thee ten thousand thanks we bring, 

Great Advocate on high, 
And glory to the eternal King, 
Who lays his anger by. 

625 " Oh, amazing Love /" CM. 

1 Plunged in a gulf of dark despair, 

We wretched sinners lay, 
Without one cheerful beam of hope, 
Or spark of glimmering day. 

2 With pitying eyes the Prince of grace 

Beheld our helpless grief; 
He saw, and — oh, amazing love ! — 
He ran to our relief. 

3 Down from the shining seats above, 

With joyful haste he fled, 
Entered the grave in mortal flesh, 
And dwelt among the dead. 

4 Oh, for this love let rocks and hills 

Their lasting silence break ; 
And all harmonious human tongues 
The Saviour's praises speak. 

5 Angels ! assist our mighty jovs ; 

Strike all your harps of gold ; 
But, when you raise your highest notes, 
His love can ne'er be told. 

626 The Saviour's Robe. CM. 
i Awake, my heart, arise, my tongue, 

Prepare a tuneful voice ; 
In God, the life of all my joys, 
Aloud will I rejoice. 



2 'Tis he adorned my naked soul, 

And made salvation mine ; 
Upon a poor, polluted worm, 
He makes his graces shine. 

3 And lest the shadow of a spot 

Should on my soul be found, 
He took the robe the Saviour wrought, 
And cast it all around. 

4 How far the heavenly robe excels 

What earthly princes wear ! 
These ornaments how bright they shine ! 
How white the garments are ! ' 

5 The Spirit wrought my faith and love, 

And hope and every grace ; 
But Jesus spent his life to work 
The robe of righteousness. 

6 Strangely, my soul, art thou arrayed, 

By the great sacred Three ; 
In sweetest harmon}?- of praise, 
Let all thy powers agree. 

627 " Good-will and Peace." CM. 

1 Mortals, awake, with angels join 

And chant the solemn lay ; 
Joy, love, and gratitude combine 
To hail the auspicious day. 

2 In heaven the rapturous song began, 

And sweet seraphic fire 
Through all the shining legions ran, 
And strung and tuned the lyre. 

3 Swift through the vast expanse it flew, 

And loud the echo rolled ; 
The theme, the song, the joy, was new, 
'Twas more than "heaven could hold. 

4 Down through the portals of the sky 

The impetuous torrent ran ; 
And angels flew, with eager joy, 
To bear the news to man. 

5 Hark ! the cherubic armies shout, 

And glory leads the song ; 
" Good" will^and peace " are heard throughout 
The harmonious angel-throng. 

6 With joy the chorus we'll repeat, — 

u Glory to God on high ! 
Good-will and peace are now complete ; 
Jesus was born to die ! " 

628 " Jesus died for me." CM. 
i Great God, when I approach thy throne, 

And all thy glory see ; 
This is my stay, and this alone, 
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a How can a soul condemned to die, 
Escape the just decree ? 
Helpless, and full of sin am I, 
But Jesus died for me. 

3 Burdened with sin's oppressive chain, 

Oh, how can I get free ? 
No peace can all my efforts gain, 
But Jesus died for me. 

4 And Lord, when I behold thy face, 

This must be all my plea ; 
Save me by thy almighty grace, 
For Jesus died for me. 

629 » Salvation ! "—Ps. 68 : 19. C. M. 

1 Salvation ! — oh, the joyful sound ! 

'Tis pleasure to our ears ; 
A sovereign balm for every wound, 
A cordial for our fears. 

2 Buried in sorrow and in sin, 

At hell's dark door we lay 
But we arise by grace divine, 
To see a heavenly day. 

3 Salvation !— let the echo fly 

The spacious earth around ; 
While all the armies of the sky 
Conspire to raise the sound. 

630 Lukezsi 7. C M. 

1 Oh, how divine, how sweet the joy, 

When but one sinner turns, 
And, with an humble, broken heart, 
His sins and errors mourns. 

2 Pleased with the news, the saints below 

In songs their tongues employ j 
Beyond the skies the tidings go, 
And heaven is filled with joy. 

3 Nor angels can their joys contain, 

But kindle with new fire : — 
" The sinner lost is found, they sing, 
And strike the sounding lyre. 

631 God's compassion. C. M. 

1 Jesus, — and didst thou leave the sky, 

To bear our griefs and woes ? 
And didst thou bleed, and groan and die, 
For thy rebellious foes ? 

2 Well might the heavens with wonder view 

A love so strange as thine ! 
No thought of angels ever knew 
Compassion so divine ! 

3 Is there a heart that will not bend 

To thy divine control ? 
Descend, O sovereign love, descend, 
And melt that stubborn soul. 



4 Oh, may our willing hearts confess 
Thy sweet, thy gentle sway ; 
Glad captives of thy matchless grace. 
Thy righteous rule obey. 

632 Our Surety. H. M. 

1 Arise, my soul, arise ! 

Shake off thy guilty fears ; 
The bleeding Sacrifice 

In my behalf appears ; 
Before the throne my Surety stands : 
My name is written on his hands. 

2 He ever lives above, 

For me to intercede, 
His all-redeeming love, 

His precious blood to plead ; 
His blood atoned for all our race, 
And sprinkles now the throne of grace. 

3 My God is reconciled ; 

His pardoning voice I hear ; 
He owns me for his child ; 

I can no longer fear ; 
With confidence I now draw nigh, 
And Father, Abba, Father, cry. 

633 The year of Jubilee. H. M. 

1 Blow ye the trumpet, blow ; 

The gladly solemn sound ; 
Let all the nations know, 

To earth's remotest bound ; 
The year of Jubilee is come : 
Return, ye ransomed sinners, home. 

2 Extol the Lamb of God, 

The all-atoning Lamb ; 
Redemption in his blood 
Throughout the world proclaim. 

The year, etc. 

3 Ye, wiio have sold for naught 

Your heritage above, 
Come, take it back unbought, 
The gift of Jesus' love. 

The year, etc. 

4 The gospel trumpet hear, 

The news of heavenly grace, 
And saved from earth appear 
Before your Saviour's face. 

The year, etc. 

634 "It is finished." H. M. 
1 The atoning work is done, 

The Victim's blood is shed, 
And Jesus now is gone 

His people's cause to plead ; 
He stands in heaven, their great High Priest, 
He bears their names upon nis breast. 



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2 He sprinkles with his blood 

The mercy-seat above ; 
For justice had withstood 

The purposes of love ; 
But justice now withstands no more, 
And mercy yields her boundless store. 

3 No temple made with hands, 

His place of service is ; 
In heaven itself he stands, 

A heavenly priesthood his : 
In him the shadows of the law 
Are all fulfilled, and now withdraw. 

4 And though a while he be 

Hid from the eyes of men, 
His people look to see 

Their great High Priest again ; 
In brightest glory he will come, 
And take his waiting people home. 

635 " Escape for thy life." 12. 

1 The voice of free grace cries, Escape to the 

mountain, 

For Adam's lost race Christ hath opened a 
fountain ; 

For sin and uncleanness, and every trans- 
gression, 

His blood flows most freely in streams of 
salvation. 

Hallelujah to the Lamb, who hath purchased 
our pardon, 

We'll praise him again, when we pass over 
Jordan ! 

2 Ye souls that are wounded ! oh, flee to the 

Saviour ! 

He calls } r ou in mercy, 'tis infinite favor ; 
Your sins are increasing, escape to the moun- 
tain — 

His blood can remove them, it flows from the 
fountain. 

Hallelujah to the Lamb, etc. 

3 O Jesus ! ride onward, triumphantly glorious ! 
O'er sin, death, and hell, thou art 'more than 

victorious ; 

Thy name is the theme of the great congre- 
gation, 

While angels and men raise the shout of 
salvation. 

Hallelujah to the Lamb, etc. 

4 With joy shall we stand, when escaped to 

the shore ; 

With harps in our hands, we'll praise him the 
more ! 

We'll range the sweet plains on the banks of 
the river, 

And sing of salvation for ever and ever ! 



Hallelujah to the Lamb, who hath purchased 

our pardon, 

We'll praise him again, when we pass over 
Jordan ! 

636 ^ Loving-kindness." — ^.36: 7. L. M. 

1 Awake, my soul, to jo}^ful lays, 

And sing the great Redeemer's praise ; 
He justly claims a song from me : 
His loving-kindness, oh, how tree ! 

2 He saw me ruined in the fall, 

Yet loved me, notwithstanding all ; 
He saved me from my lost estate : 
His loving-kindness, oh, how great ! 

3 Though numerous hosts of mighty foes, 
Though earth and hell my way oppose, 
He safely leads my soul along : 

His loving-kindness, oh, how strong ! 

4 When trouble, like a gloomy cloud, 
Has gathered thick and thundered loud, 
He near my soul has always stood : 
His loving-kindness, oh, how good ! 

5 Soon shall I pass the gloomy vale ; 
Soon all my mortal powers must fail : 
Oh, ma}- my last expiring breath 
His loving-kindness sing in death ! 

6 Then let me mount and soar away 
To the bright world of endless day ; 
And sing, with rapture and surprise, 
His loving-kindness in the skies ! 

637 "ft is Finished! " P. M. 

1 Nothing, either great or small, 

Remains for me to do ; 
Jesus died, and paid it all, 
Yes, all the debt I owe ! 
Cho.— Jesus paid it all. 

All the debt I owe, 
Jesus died and paid it all, 
Yes, all the debt I owe. 

2 When he from his lofty throne, 

Stooped down to do and die, 
Everything was fully done ; 
" 'Tis finished ! " was his cry. — Cho. 

3 Weary not, Q toiling one, 

Whate'er thy conflict be. 
Work for him with cheerful heart, 
Who suffered all for thee. — Cho. 

4 Clinging to the Saviour's cross, 

Look up by simple faith, 
Praise him for the pardoning love 
That saves from endless death. — Cho. 

5 Bring a willing sacrifice — 

Thy soul to Jesus' feet ; 
Stand in him, in him alone, 
All glorious and complete. — Cho. 



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638 A hiding-place.— Ps. 32 : 7. L. M. 

1 Hail, sovereign love, that formed the plan 
To save rebellious, ruined man ! 

Hail, matchless, free, eternal grace, 
That gave my soul a hiding-place. 

2 Against the God that rules the sky 
I fought, with weapons lifted high ; 
I madly ran the sinful race, 
Regardless of a hiding-place. 

3 Yet when God's justice rose in view, 
To Sinai's burning mount 1 flew ; 
Keen were the pangs of my distress — 
The mountain was no hiding-place. 

4 But a celestial voice I heard, 

A bleeding Saviour then appeared j 
Led by the Spirit of his grace, 
I found in him a hiding-place. 

5 On him the weight of vengeance fell, 
That else had sunk a world to hell ; 
Then, O my soul, for ever praise 
Thy Saviour God, thy hiding-place ! 

639 u Jesus paid it all." P. M. 

1 I hear the Saviour say, 

Thy strength indeed is small ; 
Child of weakness, watch and pray, 

Find in me thine all in all. 
Cho. — Jesus paid it all, 

All to him I owe ; 
Sin had left a crimson stain ; 
He washed it white as snow. 



2 Lord, now indeed I find 

Thy faith, and thine alone, 
Can change the leper's spots, 
And melt the heart of stone. — Cho. 

3 For nothing good have I 

Whereby thy grace to claim — 
I'll wash my garment white 
In the blood of Calvary's Lamb. — Cho. 

4 When from my dying bed 

My ransomed soul shall rise, 
Then " Jesus paid it all " 

Shall rend the vaulted skies. — Cho. 

5 And when before the throne 

I stand in him complete, 
I'll lay my trophies down, 
All down at Jesus' feet. — Cho. 



640 " Thy face will I seek." P.M. 

1 I hear thy welcome voice, 

That calls me, Lord, to thee ; 
For cleansing in tliy precious blood, 

That flowed on Calvary. 
Cho. — I am coming, Lord ! 

Coming now to thee ! 
Wash me, cleanse me, in the blood 
That flowed on Calvary ! 

2 Though coming weak and vile, 

Tnou dost my strength assure ; 
Thou dost my vileness fully cleanse, 
Till spotless all, and pure. — Cho. 

3 'Tis Jesus calls me on 

To perfect faith and love, 
To perfect hope, and peace, and trust, 
For earth and heaven above. — Cho. 

4 And he the witness gives 

To loyal hearts and free, 
That every promise is fulfilled, 
If faith but brings the plea. — Cho. 

5 All hail ! atoning blood ! 

All hail ! redeeming grace ! 
All hail ! the gift of Christ, our Lord, 
Our Strength and Righteousness. — Cho. 

641 " Come aitd welco7ne." 7, 61. 

1 From the cross uplifted high, 
Where the Saviour deigns to die, 
What melodious sounds we hear, 
Bursting on the ravished ear ! — 

kk Love's redeeming work is done — 
Come and welcome, sinner, come ! 

2 " Sprinkled now with blood the throne — 
Why beneath thy burdens groan ? 

On my pierced bodv laid, 
Justice owns the ransom paid — 
Bow the knee, and kiss the Son — 
Come and welcome, sinner, come ! 

3 " Spread for thee, the festal board 
See with richest bounty stored ; 
To thy Father's bosom pressed, 
Thou shalt be a child confessed, 
Never from his house to roam ; 
Come and welcome, sinner, come I 

4 " Soon the days of life shall end— 
Lo, I come — your Saviour, Friend ! 
Safe your spirit to convey 

To the realms of endless day, 

Up to my eternal home — 

Come and welcome, sinner, come ! " 



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642 "The old, old Story r 7,6. D. 

1 Tell me the old, old story 

Of unseen things above, 
Of Jesus and his glory, 
Of Jesus and his love. 
Tell me the story simplj', 

As to a little child, 
For I am weak and weary,' 
And helpless and defiled. 
Cho.— Tell me the old, old story, 
Tell me the old, old story, 
Tell me the old, old story, 
Of Jesus and his love. 

2 Tell me the story slowly, 

That I may take it in— 
That wonderful Redemption, 

God's remedy for sin ! 
Tell me the story often, 

For I forget so soon ! 
The " early dew " of morning 

Has passed away at noon ! — Cho. 

tj Tell me the story softly, 

With earnest tones, and grave ; 
Remember ! I'm the sinner 

Whom Jesus came to save. 
Tell me that story always, 

If you Vould really be, 
In any time of trouble, 

A comforter to me. — Cho. 

4 Tell me the same old story, 

When you have cause to fear 
That this world's empty glory 

Is costing me too dear. 
Yes, and when that world's glory 

Is drawing on my soul. 
Tell me the old, old story : 

kk Christ Jesus makes thee whole." — Cho. 

643 The Story of the Cross. 1, 6. D. 

1 I love to tell the story 

Of unseen things above, 
Of Jesus and his glory, 
Of Jesus and his love. 
I love to tell the story, 

Because I know 'tis true j 
It satisfies my longings, 

As nothing' else can do. 
Cho. — I love to tell the story, 

'Twill be mv theme in glorv ; 
To tell the old, old story 
Of Jesus and his love. 

2 I love to tell the story : 

'Tis pleasant to repeat 
What seems, each time I tell it, 
More wonderfully sweet. 



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I love to tell the story 1 

For some have never heard 
The message of salvation, 

From God's own hoi}'' word. — Cho. * 

3 I love to tell the story ; 

For those who know it best 
Seem hungering and thirsting 

To hear it like the rest. 
And when, in scenes of glory, 

I'll sing the New, New Song, 
'Twill be — the Old, Old Story 

That I have loved so long. — Cho. 

644 " The Cross of Jesus." 7> 6. D. 

1 I saw the cross of Jesus, 

When burdened with my sin • 
I sought the cross of Jesus, 

To give me peace within ; 
I brought my soul to Jesus, 

He cleansed it in his blood ; 
And in the cross of Jesus 

I found my peace with God. 

Cho. — No righteousness, no merit, 
No beauty can I plead ; 
Yet in the cross I glory, 
My title there I read, 

2 Sweet is the cross of Jesus ! 

There let my weary heart 
Still rest in peace unshaken, 

Till with him, ne'er to part ; 
And then in strains of glory 

I'll sing his wondrous power, 
Where sin can never enter, 

And death is known no more. 
Cho. — I love the cross of Jesus, 
It tells me what I am ; 
A vile and guilty creature, 

Saved only through the Lamb. 

645 u One thing needful. L. M. 

1 Why will 3-e waste on trifling cares 
That life which God's compassion spares? 
While, in the various range of thought, 
The one thing needful is forgot ? 

2 Shall God invite 3-ou from above ? 
Shall Jesus urge his dying love ? 

Shall troubled conscience give you pain? 
And all these pleas unite in vain ? 

3 Not so your eyes will always view 
Those objects which you now pursue : 
Not so will heaven and hell appear, 
When death's decisive hour is near. 

4 Almighty God ! thy grace impart ; 
Fix deep conviction on each heart ; 
Nor let us waste on trifling cares 
That life which thy compassion spares. 



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646 Psalm 88. L- M. 

1 While lite prolongs its precious light, 

Mercy is found, and peace is given ; 
But soon, ah ! soon, approaching night 
Shall blot out every hope of heaven. 

2 While God invites, how blest the day ! 

How sweet the gospel's charming sound 
Come, sinners, haste, oh, haste away, 
While yet a pardoning God is found. 

3 Soon, borne on time's most rapid wing, 

Shall death command you to the grave, 
Before his bar your spirits bring, 
And none be found to hear or save. 

4 In that lone land of deep despair 

No Sabbath's heavenly light shall rise ; 
No God regard your bitter prayer, 
Nor Saviour call you to the skies. 

5 Now God invites — how blest the day ! 

How sweet the gospel's charming sound ! 
Come, sinners, haste, oh, haste away, 
While yet a pardoning God is found. 

647 u Not always strive?' L. M. 

1 Say, sinner ! hath a voice within 

Oft whispered to thy secret soul, 
Urged thee to leave the ways of sin. 
And yield thy heart to God's control ? 

2 Sinner ! it was a heavenly voice, — 

It was the Spirit's gracious call ; 
It bade thee make the better choice, 
And haste to seek in Christ thine all. 

3 Spurn not the call to life and light ; 

Regard, in time, the warning kind ; 
That call thou mayst not always slight, 
And yet the gate of mercy find. 

4 God's Spirit will not always strive 

With hardened, self-destroying man ; 
Ye who persist his love to grieve, 
May never hear his voice again. 

5 Sinner ! perhaps, this very day, 

Thy last accepted time may be : 
•Oh, shouldst thou grieve him now away, 
Then hope may never beam on thee. 

643 11 Come, weary souls ! " -L. M. 

1 Come, weary souls ! with sin distressed, 
Come, and accept the promised rest • 
The Saviour's gracious call obey, 

And cast your gloomy fears away. 

2 Here mercy's boundless ocean flows, 

To cleanse your guilt and heal your woes ; 
Pardon and life, and endless peace, — 
How rich the gift, how free the grace ' 



3 Lord ! we accept, with thankful heart, 
The hope thy gracious words impart; 
We come, with trembling ; yet rejoice, 
And bless the kind inviting voice. 

4 Dear Saviour ' let thy powerful love 
Confirm our faith, — our fears remove ; 
Oh, sweetly reign in every breast, 
And guide us to eternal rest. 

649 " God calling yet ! " L. M. 

1 God calling yet ! shall I not hear ? 
Earth's pleasures shall I still hold dear ? 
Shall life's swift passing years all fly, 
And still my soul in slumbers lie ? 

2 God calling yet ! shall I not rise ? 
Can I his loving voice despise, 
And basely his kind care repay? 
He calls me still ; can I delay ? 

3 God calling yet ! and shall he knock, 
And I my heart the closer lock ? 

He still is w r aiting to receive, 
And shall I dare his Spirit grieve? 

4 God calling yet ; and shall I give 
No heed, but still in bondage live ? 
I wait, but he does not forsake ; 

He calls me still ; my heart, awake ! 

5 God calling yet ! I cannot stay ; 
My heart I yield without delay ; 

Vain world," farewell ! from thee I part ; 
The voice of God hath reached my heart. 

650 "A Stranger at the door." L- M. 

1 Behold a Stranger at the door ! 

He gently knocks, has knocked before, 
Has waited long, is waiting still ; 
You treat no other friend so ill. 

2 Oh, lovely attitude ! he stands 
With melting heart and laden hands ; 
Oh, matchless kindness ! and he shows 
This matchless kindness to his foes. 

3 But will he prove a friend indeed ? 
He will, the very friend you need — 
The Friend of sinners ; yes, 'tis he, 
With garments dyed on Calvary. 

4 Rise, touched with gratitude divine, 
Turn out his enemy and thine, 
That soul-destroying monster sin, 
And let the heavenly Stranger in. 

5 Admit him ere his anger burn, 
His feet, departed, ne'er return • 
Admit him, or the hour's at hand 
When at his door denied you'll stand. 



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651 Esther 4: 16. C. M. 

1 Come, trembling sinner, in whose breast 

A thousand thoughts revolve ; 
Come, with your guilt and fear oppressed, 
And make this last resolve ; — 

2 " I'll go to Jesus, though my sins 

Like mountains round me close j 
I know his courts, I'll enter in, 
Whatever may oppose. 

3 " Prostrate I'll lie before his throne, 

And there my guilt confess ; 
I'll tell him I'm a wretch undone. 
Without his sovereign grace. 

4 " Perhaps he will admit my plea, 

Perhaps will hear my prayer ; 
But if I perish, I will pray, 
And perish only there. 

5 11 1 can but perish if I go ; 

I am resolved to try ; 
For if I stay away, I know 
I must for ever die." 

652 " The Saviotir calls" C M. 

1 The Saviour calls ; — let every ear 

Attend the heavenly sound'; 
Ye doubting souls ! dismiss your fear, 
Hope smiles reviving round. 

2 For every thirsty, longing heart, 

Here streams of bounty flow. 
And life, and health, and bliss impart, 
To banish mortal woe. 

3 Ye sinners ! come ; 'tis mercy's voice : 

The gracious call obey ; 
Mercy invites to heavenly joys, — 
And can you yet delay ? 

4 Dear Saviour ! draw reluctant hearts ; 

To thee let sinners fly, 
And take the bliss thy love imparts, 
And drink and never die. 

653 The Gosj>el call. CM. 

1 Let every mortal ear attend, 

And every heart rejoice ; 
The^ trumpet of the gospel sounds, 
With an inviting voice. 

2 Ho ! all ye hungry, starving souls ! 

That feed upon the wind, 
And vainly strive, with earthly toys, 
To fill an empty mind ; — 

3 Eternal wisdom has prepared 

A soul-reviving feast, 
And bids your longing appetites, 
The rich provision taste. 



4 Ho ! ye that pant for living streams, 

And pine away and die ! 
Here you may quench 3-our raging thirst, 
With springs that never dry. 

5 The happy gates of gospel grace 

Stand open night and day ; 
Lord ! we are come to seek supplies, 
And drive our wants away. 

654 The Prodigal Son. C. M. 

1 Return, O wanderer, to thy home, 

Thy Father calls for thee : 
No longer now an exile roam 
In guilt and misery. 

2 Return, O wanderer, to thy home, 

Thy Saviour calls for thee : 
" The Spirit and the Bride say, Come 
Oh. now for refuge flee ! 

3 Return, O wanderer, to thy home, 

'Tis madness to delay : 
There are no pardons in the tomb ; 
And brief is mercy's day ! 

655 Cone sincerely. C. M, 

1 O sinner, bring not tears alone, 

Or outward form of prayer, 
But let it in thy heart be known 
That penitence is there. 

2 To smite the breast, the clothes to rend, 

God asketh not of thee ; 
Thy secret soul he bids thee bend 
In true humility. 

3 Oh, let us, then, with heart-felt grief, 

Draw near unto our God, 
And pray to him to grant relief, 
And stay the lifted rod. 

4 O righteous Judge ! if thou wilt deign 

To grant us what we need, 
We pray for time to turn again, 
And grace to turn indeed. 

656 Isaiah 55: 7. CM. 

1 Return, O Wanderer, now return, 

And seek tlry Father's face ! 
Those new desires, which in thee burn, 
Were kindled by his grace. 

2 Return, O wanderer, now return ! 

He hears thy humble sigh ; 
He sees thy softened spirit mourn, 
When no one else is nigh. 

3 Return, O wanderer, now return ! 

Thy Saviour bids thee live : 
Go to his bleeding feet, and learn 
How freely heTl forgive. 



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4 Return, O wanderer, now return, 
And wipe the tailing tear ! 
Tiiy Father calls — no longer mourn : 
His love invites thee near. 

657 Amazing Grace. C. M. 

1 Oh, what amazing words of grace 

Are in the gospel found, 
Suited to every sinner's case 
Who hears the joyful sound ! 

2 Come, then, with all your wants and wounds 

Your every burden bring ; 
Here love, unchanging love, abounds, — 
A deep celestial spring. 

3 This spring with living water flows, 

And heavenly joy imparts : 
Come, thirsty souls ! your wants disclose 
And drink,' with thankful hearts. 

658 Luke i 9 : 4 i. S. M. 

1 Did Christ o'er sinners weep, 

And shall our cheeks be dry ? 
Let floods of penitential grief 
Burst forth from every eye. 

2 The Son of God in tears 

Angels with wonder see ; 
Be thou astonished, O my soul ! 
He shed those tears for thee. 

3 He wept that we might weep • 

Each sin demands a tear : 
In heaven alone no sin is found, 
And there's no weeping there. 

659 " The Spirit and the Bride: 1 S. M. 

1 The Spirit, in our hearts, 

Is whispering, " Sinner, come ; " 
The bride, the Church of Christ, proclaims. 
To all his children, " Come ! " 

2 Let him that heareth say 

To all about him, 11 Come ! " 
Let him that thirsts for righteousness 
To Christ, the fountain, come ! 

3 Yes, whosoever will, 

Oh, let him freely come, 
And freely drink the stream of life j 
'Tis Jesus bids him come. 

4 Lo ! Jesus, who invites, 

Declares, il I quickly come 
Lord, even so ; we wait thine hour ; 
O blest Redeemer, come ! 

660 The accepted time. S. M. 
i Now is the accepted time, 

Now is the day of grace ; 
O sinners ! come, wiihout delay, 
And seek the Saviour's face. 



2 Now is the accepted time, 

The Saviour calls to-day ; 
To-morrow it may be too late ; — 
Then why should you delay i 

3 Now is the accepted time, 

The gospel bids you come ; 
And every promise in his word 
Declares there yet is room. 

4 Lord, draw reluctant souls, 

And feast them with thy love ; 
Then will the angels spread their wings, 
And bear the news above. 

661 Exfiostitlation. S. 

1 And canst thou, sinner ! slight 

The call of love divine ? 
Shall God, with tenderness invite, 
And gain no thought of thine ? 

2 Wilt thou not cease to grieve 

The Spirit from thy breast, 
Till he thy wretched soul shall leave 
W T ith all thy sins oppressed ? 

3 To-day, a pardoning God 

Will hear the suppliant pray, 
To-day, a Saviour s cleansing blood 
Will wash thy guilt away. 

662 " No other name." -t\ 

1 Weeping will not save me — 
Though my face were bathed in tears, 
That could not allay my fears, 
Could not wash the sins of years, 

Weeping will not save me. 
Cho. — Jesus wept and died for me ; 
Jesus suffered on the tree : 
Jesus waits to make me free ; 
He alone can save me. 

2 Working will not save me — 
Purest deeds that I can do, 
Honest thought and feelings too, 
Cannot form my soul anew, 

Working will not save me. — Cho. 

3 Waiting will not save me — 
Helpless, guilty, lost, I lie ; 
In my ear is mercy's cry j 

If I wait I can but die — 
Waiting will not save me. — Cho. 

4 Faith in Christ will save me — 
Let me trust thy weeping Son ; 
Trust the work that he has done ; 
To his arms, Lord, help me run- 
Faith in Christ will save me. — Cho. 



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663 ^.3:15. P.M. 

1 To-day the Saviour calls ! 

Ye wanderers, come ; 
Oh, ye benighted souls, 
Why longer roam ? 

2 To-day the Saviour calls ; 

Oh, hear him now ! 
Within these sacred walls 
To Jesus bow. 

3 To-day the Saviour calls ■ 

For refuge fly j 
The storm of justice falls, 
And death is nigh. 

4 The Spirit calls to-day : 

Yield to his power ; 
Oh, grieve him not away ! 
'Tis mercy's hour. 

664 " Here speaks the Comforter.'"' II » IO- 

1 Come, ye disconsolate, where'er ye languish : 

Come to the mercy-seat, fervently kneel ; 
Here bring your wounded hearts, here tell 

your anguish ; 
Earth has no sorrow that heaven cannot 

heal. 

2 Joy of the comfortless, light of the straying, 

Hope of the penitent, fadeless and pure ; 
Here speaks the Comforter, tenderly saying — 
Earth has no sorrow that heaven cannot 
cure. 

3 Here see the Bread of Life ; see waters flow- 

ing 

Forth from the throne of God, pure from 
above ; 

Come to the feast of love — come, ever know- 
ing 

Earth has no sorrow but heaven can remove. 

665 " Children of wrath." 'P.M. 

1 Child of sin and sorrow ! 

Filled with dismay, 
Wait not for to-morrow, 

Yield thee to day : 

Heaven bids thee come, 

While yet there's room. 
Child of sin and sorrow ! 

Hear and obey. 

2 Child of sin and sorrow, 

Why wilt thou die ? 
Come while thou canst borrow 

Help from on high : 

Grieve not that love 

W T hich from above, 
Child of sin and sorrow, 

Would bring thee nigh. 



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3 Child of sin and sorrow, 

Thy moments glide, 
Like the flitting arrow, 

Or the rushing tide ; 

Ere time is o'er, 

Heaven's grace implore ; 
Child of sin and sorrow, 

In Christ confide. 

666 » Why will ye die ! " 1 1. 

1 Oh, turn ye, oh, turn ye, for why will ye die, 
When God in great mercy is coming so nigh ? 
Now Jesus invites you, the Spirit says, Come, 
And angels are waiting to welcome you home. 

2 And now Christ is ready your souls to receive, 
Oh, how can you question, if you will believe. 
If sin is your burden, why will you not come ? 
'Tis you he bids welcome j he bids you come 

home. 

667 " / made haste" — Ps. 119: 60. II. 

1 Delay not, delay not, O sinner, draw 7 near, 

The waters of life are now flowing for thee j 
No price is demanded, the Saviour is here ; 
Redemption is purchased, salvation is free. 

2 Delay not, delay nor, why longer abuse 

The love and compassion of Jesus thy God ? 
A fountain is open, how canst thou refuse 
To wash and be cleansed in his pardoning 
blood? 

3 Delay not, delay not, O sinner, to come, 

For Mercy still lingers and calls thee to-day : 
Her voice is not heard in the vale of the tomb ; 
Her message unheeded will soon pass away. 

4 Delay not, delay not, the Spirit of grace 

Long grieved and resisted may take his sad 
flight. 

And leave thee in darkness to finish thy race, 
To sink in the gloom of eternity's night. 

5 Delay not, delay not, the hour is at hand, 

The earth shall dissolve, and the heavens 
shall fade , 

The dead, small and great, in the judgment 
shall stand ; 
What power then, O sinner, will lend thee 
its aid ! 

668 "Acquaint thyself '"—Job 22: 21. II. 
1 Acouaint thyself quickly, O sinner, with God, 
And joy, like the sunshine shall beam on thy 
road, 

And peace, like the dewdrop, shall fall on thy 
head, 

And sleep, like an angel, shall visit thy bed. 



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2 Acquaint thyself quickly, O sinner, with God, 
And he shall be with thee when fears are 
abroad ; 

Thy Safeguard in danger that threatens thy 
path ; 

Thy Joy in the valley and shadow of death. 

659 Ezekiel 33 : 11. 7- D. 

1 Sinners, turn, why will ye die? 
God, your Maker, asks you— Why ? 
God, who did your being give, 
Made you with himself to live ; 

He the fatal cause demands, 
Asks the work of his own hands, — - 
Why, ye thankless creatures, why 
Will ye cross his love, and die ? 

2 Sinners, turn, why will ye die ? 
God, your Saviour, asks you — Why? 
He who did your souls retrieve, 
Died himself that ye might live. 
Will ye let him die in vain ? 
Crucify your Lord again ? 

Why, ye ransomed sinners, why 
Will ye slight his grace, and die ? 

3 Sinners, turn, why will ye die ? 
God the Spirit, asks you — Why ? 
He, who all your lives hath strove, 
Urged you to embrace his love : 
Will ye not his grace receive ? 
Will ye still refuse to live ? 

ye dying sinners ! why, 
Why will ye for ever die ? 

670 Christ's free call. 7- 

1 Come, said Jesus' sacred voice, 
Come, and make my paths your choice ; 

1 will guide you to your home ; 
Weary pilgrim, hither come. 

2 Thou who, homeless and forlorn. 

Long hast borne the proud world's scorn • 
Long hast roamed the barren waste, 
Weary wanderer, hither haste. 

3 Ye, who, tossed on beds of pain, 
Seek for ease, but seek in vain ! 
Ye, by fiercer anguish torn, 

In remorse for guilt who mourn ! 

4 Hither come, for here is found 
Balm that flows for every wound. 
Peace that ever shall endure, 
Rest eternal, sacred, sure. 

671 44 To-morrowS'-^Jas, 4 : 13. J. 
1 Hasten, sinner ! to be wise, 

Stay not for the morrow's sun ; 
Wisdom, if thou still despise, 
Harder is it to be won. 



2 Hasten, mercy to implore, 

Stay not for the morrow's sun, 
Lest thy season should be o'er, 
Ere this evening's stage be run 

3 Hasten, sinner ! to return, 

Stay not for the morrow's sun, 
Lest thy lamp should cease to burn, 
Ere salvation's work is done. 

4 Hasten, sinner, to be blest, 

Stay not for the morrow's sun, 
Lest perdition thee arrest, 
Ere the morning is begun. 

672 The Door Open. P. M. 

1 The mistakes of my life are many, 

The sins of my heart are more," 
And I scarce can see for weeping ; 

But I knock at the open door. 
Cho. — I know I am weak and sinful, 

It comes to me more and more ; 
But when the dear Saviour shall bid 
me come in, 
I'll enter that open door. 

2 I am lowest of those who love him, 

I am weakest of those who pray : 
But I come, as he has bidden, 
And he will not say me na}'. — Cho. 

3 My mistakes his free grace will cover, 

My sins he will wash away, 
And the feet that shrink anof falter, 
Shall walk thro' the gate of day. — Cho. 

4 The mistakes of my life are many, 

And my spirit is sick with sin, 
And I scarce can see for weeping, — 
But the Saviour will let me in. — Cho. 

673 44 It is finished. ," 7» 

1 Surely Christ thy grief has borne ; 
Weeping soul, no longer mourn : 
View him bleeding on the tree, 
Pouring out his life for thee. 

2 Weary sinner, keep thine eyes 
On the atoning sacrifice : 
There the incarnate Deity, 
Numbered with transgressors, see. 

3 Cast thy guilty soul on him, 
Find him mighty to redeem ; 
At his feet thy burden lay, 
Look thy doubts and cares away. 

4 Lord, thine arm must be revealed, 
Ere I can by faith be healed ; 
Since I scarce can look to thee, 
Cast a gracious eye on me. 



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674 A Fountain Opened. 8, 7, 7. 

1 Come to Calvary's holy mountain, 

Sinners, ruined by the fall i 
Here a pure and healing fountain 

Flows to you, to me, to all, — 
In a full perpetual tide, 
Opened when our Saviour died, 

2 Come, in sorrow and contrition. 

Wounded, impotent, and blind ! 
Here the guilty, free remission, 

Here the troubled, peace may find ; 
Health this fountain will restore, 
He that drinks shall thirst no more. 

3 He that drinks shall live for ever ; 

'Tis a soul-renewing flood : 
God is faithful ; God will never 

Break his covenant in blood, 
Signed when our Redeemer died, 
Sealed when he was glorified. 

675 "Ho, every one ." — Isa. 55: 1. 8, 7, 4- 

1 Come, ye sinners, poor and wretched, 

Weak and wounded, sick and sore, 
Jesus read}' stands to save you, 
Full of pity, love and power. 

He is able, 
He is willing, doubt no more. 

2 Ho, ye needy ; come, and welcome ; 

God's free bounty glorify ! 
True belief and true repentance, 
Every grace that brings us nigh, 

Without money, 
Come to Jesus Christ, and buy. 

3 Let not conscience make you linger, 

Nor of fitness fondly dream ; 
All the fitness he requireth 
Is to feel your need of him ; 

This he gives you ; 
'Tis the Spirit's rising beam. 

676 Jesus at the door. 7, 6, D. 

1 O Jesus, thou art standing 

Outside the fast-closed door, 
In lowly patience waiting 

To pass the threshold o'er : 
We bear the name of Christians, 

His name and sign we bear : 
Oh, shame, thrice shame upon us ! 

To keep him standing there. 

2 O Jesus, thou art knocking : 

And lo ! that hand is scarred, 
And thorns thy brow encircle, 
And tears thy face have marred : 



Oh, love that passeth knowledge, 

So patiently to wait ! 
Oh, sin that hath no equal, 

So fast to bar the gate ! 

3 O Jesus, thou art pleading 

In accents meek and low, 
" I died for 3-ou, my children, 

And will 3'e treat me so ? " 
O Lord, with shame and sorrow 

We open now the door : 
Dear Saviour, enter, enter, 

And leave us nevermore ! 

677 John 6 : 68. 7. 6. D. 

1 We stand in deep repentance, 

Before thy throne of love ; 
O God of grace, forgive us ; 

The stain of guilt remove ; 
Behold us while with weeping 

We lift our eyes to thee ; 
And all our sins subduing, 

Our Father, set us free ! 

2 Oh, shouldst thou from us fallen 

Withhold thy grace to guide, 
For ever we should wander, 

From thee, and peace, aside ; 
But thou to spirits contrite 

Dost light and life impart, 
That man may learn to serve thee 

With thankful, joyous heart. 

3 Our souls — on thee we cast them, 

Our only refuge thou ! 
Thy cheering words revive us, 

When pressed with grief we bow : 
Thou bearest the trusting spirit 

Upon thy loving breast, 
And givest all thy ransomed 

A sweet, unending rest. 

I 678 John 1 : 29. L. M. 

1 Just as I am, without one plea, 
But that thy blood was shed for me, 
And that thou bid'st me come to thee, 
O Lamb of God, I come ! I come ! 

2 Just as I am, and waiting not 
To rid my soul of one dark blot, 

To thee whose blood can cleanse each spot, 
O Lamb of God, I come ! I come ! 

3 Just as I am, though tossed about 
With many a conflict, many a doubt, 
Fightings within, and fears without, 
O Lamb of God, I come ! I come ! 

4 Just as I am — poor, wretched, blind ; 
Sight, riches, healing of the mind, 
Yea, all I need, in thee to find, 

O Lamb of God, I come ! I come ! 



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5 Just as I am— thou wilt receive, 

Wilt welcome, pardon, cleanse, relieve ; 
Because thy promise I believe 
O Lamb of God, I come ! I come ! 

6 Just as I am — thy love unknown 
Hath broken every barrier down ; 
Now, to be thine, yea, thine alone, 
O Lamb of God, I come ! I come ! 

679 "ComttoMer— Matt. 11 : 28. L. M. 
t With tearful eyes I look around ; 

Life seems a dark and stormy sea ; 
Yet, 'mid the gloom, I hear a sound, 
A heavenly whisper, u Come to me ! " 

2 It tells me of a place of rest ; 

It tells me where my soul may flee : 
Oh, to the weary, faint, oppressed, 
How sweet the bidding, k * Come to me ! " 

3 14 Come, for all else must fail and die ! 

Earth is no resting-place for thee ; 
To heaven direct thy weeping eye, 
I am thy portion ; Come to me ! " 

4 O voice of mercy ! voice of love ! 

In conflict, grief, and agony, 
Support me, cheer me from above ! 
And gently whisper, " Come to me ! " 

680 » Ico77ier—Ps. 31 : 5. L. M. 

1 God of my life ! thy boundless grace 

Chose, pardoned, and adopted me ; 
My rest, my home, my dwelling-place ; 
Fatner ! I come, I come to thee. 

2 Jesus, my hope, my rock, my shield ! 

Whose precious blood was shed for me, 
Into thy hands my soul I yield ; 
Saviour ! I come, I come to thee. 

3 Spirit of glory and of God ! 

Long hast thou deigned my guide to be ; 
Now be thy comfort sweet bestowed ; 
My God ! I come, I come to thee. 

4 I come to join that countless host 

Who praise thy name unceasingly ; 
Blest Father, Son, and Holy Ghost ! 
My God ! I come, I come to thee. 

681 " Be merciful."— Luke 18: 13. L. M. 

1 With broken heart and contrite sigh, 
A trembling sinner, Lord, I cry: 
Thy pardoning grace is rich and free : 
O God, be merciful to me I 

2 I smite upon my troubled breast, 

With deep and conscious guilt oppressed ; 
Christ and his cross my only plea : 
O God, be merciful to me ! 



3 Far off I stand with tearful eyes, 
Nor dare uplift them to the skies ; 
But thou dost all my anguish see : 
O God, be mercii\ii to me ! 

4 Nor alms, nor deeds that I have done, 
Can for a single sin atone ; 

To Calvary alone I flee : 
O God, be merciful to me ! 

5 And when redeemed from sin and hell, 
With all the ransomed throng 1 dwell, 
My raptured song shall ever be, 

God hath been merciful to me ! 

632 Psalm 130. L. M, 

1 From deep distress and troubled thoughts, 

To thee, my God, I raise my cries ; 
If thou severely mark our faults, 
No flesh can stand before thine eyes. 

2 But thou hast built thy throne of grace. 

Free to dispense thy pardons there ; 
That sinners may approach thy face. 
And hope and love, as well as fear. 

3 As the benighted pilgrims wait, 

And long and wish for breaking day, 
So waits my soul before thy gate : 
When will my God his face display ? 

4 My trust is fixed upon thy word, 

Nor shall I trust thy word in vain j 
Let mourning souls address the Lord, 
And find relief from all their pain. 

5 Great is his love, and large his grace, 

Through the redemption of his Son ; 
He turns our feet from sinful ways, 
And pardons what our hands have done. 

683 Micah 6: 6-8. L, M« 

1 Wherewith, O God, shall I draw near, 

And bow myself before thy face ? 
How, in thy purer eyes, appear? 
What shall I bring to gain thy grace ? 

2 Can gifts avert the wrath of God ? 

Can these wash out my guilty stain ? 
Rivers of oil, and seas of blood, 
Alas ! they all must flow in vain. 

3 Ev'n though my life henceforth be thine, 

Present for past can ne'er atone : 
Though I to thee the whole resign, 
I only give thee back thine own. 

4 Guilty I stand before thy face ; 

On me I feel thy wratii abide ; 
'Tis just the sentence should take place : 
'Tis just —but oh, thy Son hath died ! 



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684 " To whom shall we go?" L. M. 

1 Thou only Sovereign of my heart, 

My Refuge, my almighty Friend— 
And can my soul from thee depart, 
On whom alone my hopes depend ! 

2 Whither, ah ! whither shall I go, 

A wretched wanderer from my Lord ? 
Can this dark world of sin and woe 
One glimpse of happiness afford ? 

3 Eternal life thy words impart ; 

On these my fainting spirit lives ; 
Here sweeter comforts cheer my heart, 
Than all the round of nature gives. 

4 Thy name my inmost powers adore ; 

Thou art my life, my joy, my care ; 
Depart from thee — 'tis death, 'tis more ; 
'Tis endless ruin, deep despair i 

5 Low at thy feet my soul would lie ; m 

Here safety dwells, and peace divine ; 
Still let me live beneath thine eye, 
For life, eternal life, is thine. 

685 1 John 5:4. L- M. 

1 I send the joys of earth away : 

Away, ye tempters of the mind, 
False as the smooth, deceitful sea, 
And empty as the whistling wind. 

2 Your streams were floating me along, 

Down to the gulf of dark despair ; 
And while I listened to your song, 
Your streams had ev'n conveyed me there. 

3 Lord, I adore thy matchless grace, 

Which warned me of that dark abyss, 
Which drew me from those treacherous seas. 
And bade me seek superior bliss. 

4 Now to the shining realms above, 

I stretch my hands and glance my eyes ; 
Oh, for the pinions of a dove, 
To bear me to the upper skies ! 

5 There, from the bosom of our God, 

Oceans of endless pleasure roll • 
There would I fix my last abode, 
And drown the sorrows Gf my soul. 

686 " Thou hast died." L. M. 

1 Jesus, the sinner's Friend, to thee 
Lost and undone, for aid I flee ; 
Weary of earth, myself, and sin, 
Open thine arms and take me in. 

2 Pity and save my ruined soul ; 

'Tis thou alone canst make me whole ; 
Dark, till in me thine image shine, 
And lost I am, till thou art mine. 



3 At last I own it cannot be 

That I should fit myself for thee : 
Here, then, to thee I all resign ; 
Thine is the work, and only thine. 

4 What can I say thy grace to move ? 
Lord, I am sin, — but thou art love : 
I give up every plea beside, 

Lord, I am lost, — but thou hast died ! 

687 Philififiians 3: 7-10. L. 

1 No more, my God ! I boast no more, 

Of all the duties I have done ; 
I quit the hopes I held before, 
To trust the merits of thy Son. 

2 Now, for the love I bear his name, 

What was my gain, I count my loss ; 
My former pride I call my shame, 
And nail my glory to his cross. 

3 Yes, — and I must, and will esteem 

All things but loss for Jesus' sake ; 
Oh, may my soul be found in him, 
And of his righteousness partake. 

4 The best obedience of my hands 

Dares not appear before thy throne ; 
But faith can answer thy demands, 
By pleading what my Lord has done. 

688 ! Peter 1 : 12. L 

1 Trembling before thine awful throne, 
O Lord ! in dust my sins I own : 
Justice and mercy for my life 
Contend !— oh, smile and heal the strife ! 

2 The Saviour smiles ! upon my soul 
New tides of hope tumultuous roll — 
His voice proclaims my pardon found — 
Seraphic transport wings the sound. 

3 Earth has a joy unknown in heaven, 
The new-born peace of sin forgiven ! 
Tears of such pure and deep delight, 
Ye angels ! never dimmed your sight. 

4 Ye saw of old, on chaos rise 

The beauteous pillars of the skies : 
Y"e know where morn exulting springs, 
And evening folds her drooping wings. 

5 Bright heralds of the eternal Will, 
Abroad his errands ye fulfill ; 

Or, throned in floods of beamy day, 
Symphonious, in his presence" play. 

6 But I amid your choirs shall shine, 
And all your knowledge will be mine : 
Ye on your harps must lean to hear 

A secret chord that mine will bear. 



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689 " Look unto me ! " L. M. 

1 See a poor sinner, dearest Lord, 
Wliose soul, encouraged by thy word, 
At mercy's footstool would remain, 
And then would look— and look again. 

2 Ah! bring a wretched wanderer home, 
Now to thy footstool let me come, 
And tell thee all my grief and pain, 
And wait and look,— and look again ! 

3 Take courage, then, mv trembling soul • 
One look from Christ will make ttiee whole : 
Trust thou in him, 'tis not in vain, 

But wait and look— and look again ! 

4 Ere long that happy day will come, 
When I shall reach my blissful home ; 
And when to glory I attain, 

Oh, then I'll look and look again ! 

690 "Return."— Hosea 14: 1. CM. 

1 O thou, whose tender mercy hears 

Contrition's humble sigh ; 
Whose hand indulgent wipes the tears 
From sorrow's weeping eye ; — 

2 See, Lord, before thy throne of grace, 

A wretched wanderer mourn : 
Hast thou not bid me seek thy face ? 
Hast thou not said— * Return ? " 

3 And shall my guilty fears prevail 

To drive me from thy feet ? 
Oh, let not this dear refuge fail, 
This only safe retreat I 

4 Oh, shine on this benighted heart, 

With beams of mercy shine ! 
And let thy healing voice impart 
The sense of joy divine. 

691 

l * Weary, heavy-laden." C. M. 

1 Approach, my soul ! the mercy-seat, 

Where Jesus answers prayer ; 
There humbly fall before his feet, 
For none can perish there. 

2 Thy promise is my only plea, 

With this I venture nigh : 
Thou callest burdened souls to thee, 
And such, O Lord ! am I. 

3 Bowed down beneath a load of sin, 

By Satan sorely pressed ; 
By wars without, and fears within, 
I come to thee for rest. 

4 Be thou my shield and hiding-place, 

Tnat, sheltered near thy side, 
I may my fierce accuser face, 
And tell him— thou hast died. 



5 Oh, wondrous Love — to bleed and die, 
To bear the cross and shame, 
That guilty sinners, such as I, 
Might plead thv gracious name ! 

692 u His great love."- -Eph. z . 4. C 

1 Lord ! at thy feet we sinners lie, 

And knock at mercy's door : 
With heavy heart and downcast eye, 
Thy favor we implore. 

2 On us the vast extent display 

Of thy forgiving love ; 
Take all our heinous guilt away ; 
This heavy load remove. 

3 'Tis mercy— mercy we implore ; 

We would thy pity move : 
Thy grace is an exhaustless store, 
And thou thyself art love. 

4 Oh, for thine own, for Jesus' sake, 

Our numerous sins forgive ! 
Thy grace our rocky hearts can break : 
Heal us, and bid us live. 

5 Thus melt us all, thus make us bend, 

And thy dominion own ; 
Nor let a rival more pretend 
To repossess thy throne. 

693 job 23: 3, 4. C 

1 Oh, that I knew the sacred place, 

Where I might find my God ! 
I'd spread my wants before his face, 
And pour my woes abroad. 

2 I'd tell him how my sins arise, 

What sorrows I sustain ; 
How grace decays, and comfort dies, 
And leaves my heart in pain. 

3 He knows what arguments I'd take 

To wrestle with my God : 
I'd plead for his own mercy's sake— 
I'd plead my Saviour's blood. 

4 My God will pity my complaints ; 

And drive my foes away ; 
He knows the meanin.g of his saints 
When they in sorrow pray. 

5 Arise, my soul ! from deep distress, 

And banish every fear ; 
He calls thee to his throne of grace, 
To spread thy sorrow there. 

694 Deep Penitence. C 
1 Prostrate, dear Jesus ! at thy feet, 

A guilty rebel lies ; 
And upwards, to thy mercy-seat, 
Presumes to lift his eyes. 



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2 Let not thy justice frown me hence • 

Oh, stay the vengeful storm 5 
Forbid it, that Omnipotence 
Should crush a feeble worm. 

3 If tears of sorrow could suffice 

To pay the debt I owe, 
Tears should, from both my weeping eyes, 
In ceaseless currents flow. 

4 But no such sacrifice I plead 

To expiate my guilt ; 
No tears, but those which thou hast shed, — 
No blood, but thou has spilt. 

5 Think of thy sorrows, dearest Lord ! 

And all my sins forgive ; 
Then justice will approve the word, 
That bids the sinner live. 

695 " Trembleth at my word." C. M. 

1 Oh, for that tenderness of heart, 

That bows before the Lord ; 
That owns how just and good thou art, 
And trembles at thy word. 

2 Oh, for those humble, contrite tears, 

Which from repentance flow ; 
That sense of guilt which, trembling, fears 
The long-suspended blow ! 

3 Saviour ! to me, in pity give, 

For sin, the deep distress ; 
The pledge thou wilt, at last, receive, 
And bid me die in peace. 

4 Oh, fill my soul with faith and love, 

And strength to do thy will ; 
Raise my desires and hopes above, — 
Thyself to me reveal. 

696 14 Rain on mown Grass." P. M. 

1 Lord, I hear of showers of blessing 

Thou art scattering full and free ; 
Showers the thirsty soul refreshing ; 

Let some droppings fall on me ! — 
Ref. — Even me, Even me, 
Let some droppings fall on me. 

2 Pass me not, O gracious Father ! 

Lost and sinful though I be ; 
Thou might'st curse me, but the rather 
Let thy mercy light on me. — Ref. 

3 Have I long in sin been sleeping? 

Long been slighting, grieving thee ! 
Has the world my heart been keeping, 
O forgive and rescue me ! — Ref. 

4 Pass me not, O mighty Spirit ! 

Thou canst make the blind to see j 
Testify of Jesus' merit, 
Speak the word of peace to me. — Ref. 



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697 ^ K A blessing for me also" P.M. 

1 Pass me not, O gentle Saviour, 

Hear my humble cry ; 
While on others thou art smiling, 

Do not pass me by. 
Cho. — Saviour, Saviour, hear my humble cry ! 
While on others thou art calling, 
Do not pass me by. 

2 Let me at a throne of mercy 

Find a sweet relief ; 
Kneeling there in deep contrition, 
Help my unbelief. — Cho. 

3 Trusting only in thy merit, 

Would I seek thy face ; 
Heal my wounded, broken spirit, 
Save me by thy grace. — Cho. 

693 I need thee." P.M. 

1 I need thee every hour, 

Most gracious Lord ; 
No tender voice like thine 

Can peace afford. 
Ref. — I need thee, oh, I need thee ; 
Every hour I need thee ; 
Oh, bless me now, my Saviour I 
I come to thee. 

2 I need thee every hour ; 

Stay thou near by ; 
Temptations lose their power 
W T hen thou art nigh.— Ref. 

3 I need thee every hour, 

In joy or pain ; 
Come quickly and abide 
Or life is vain. — Ref. 

4 I need thee every hour; 

Teach me thy will ; 
And thy rich promises 
In me fulfill. — Ref. 

5 I need thee every hour, 

Most Holy One ; 
Oh, make me thine indeed, 
Thou blessed Son— Ref. 

699 " Jesus hath died." 6, 4, 

1 No, not despairingly 

Come I to thee ; 
No, not distrustingly 

Bend I the knee ; 
Sin hath gone over me, 
Yet is this still my plea, 
Yet is this still my plea, 

Jesus hath died. 

2 Lord ! I confess to thee 

Sadly my sin : 
All I am tell I thee, . 
All I have been ; 



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Purge thou my sin away, 
Wash thou ray soul this day ; 
Wash thou my soul this day j 

Lord ! make me clean. 
3 Faithful and just art thou, 

Forgiving all ; 
Loving and kind art thou 

When poor ones call ; 
Lord ! let the cleansing blood, 
Blood of the Lamb of God, 
Blood of the Lamb of God, 

Pass o'er my soul ! 

700 " My heart of stone." 7.6,8. 

1 Jesus, let thy pitying eye 

Call back a wandering sheep ; 
False to thee, like Peter, I 

Would fain like Peter weep ! 
Let me be by grace restored, 

On me be all long-suffering shown, 
Turn, and look upon me, Lord, 

And break my heart of stone. 

2 Saviour, Prince, enthroned above, 

Repentance to impart, 
Give me, through thy dying love, 

The humble, contrite heart : 
Give what I have long implored, 

A portion of thy grief unknown ; 
Turn, and look upon me, Lord ! 

And break my heart of stone. 

701 "Jesus Only" 7» ^> ^» 

1 Vain, delusive world, adieu, 

With all of creature good ! 
Only Jesus I pursue, 

Who bought me with his blood : 
All thy pleasures I forego ; 

I trample on thy wealth and pride ; 
Only Jesus will I know, 

And Jesus crucified. 

2 Other knowledge I disdain ; 

'Tis all but vanity 
Christ, the Lamb of God, was slain, — 

He tasted death for me. 
Me to save from endless woe, 

The sin-atoning Victim died : 
Only Jesus will I know, 

And Jesus crucified. 

702 " Near the Cross: 1 P. M. 
1 Jesus, keep me near the Cross, 

There a precious fountain, 
Free to all a healing stream, 

Flows from Calvary's mountain. 
Cho. — In the Cross, in the Cross 
Be my glory ever, 
Till mv r iptured soul shall find 
Rest beyond the river. 



2 Near the Cross, a trembling soul, 

Love and mercy found me ; 
There the bright and morning star 
Sheds its beams around me — Cho. 

3 Near the Cross ! oh, Lamb of God, 

Bring its scenes before me ; 
Help me walk from day to day, 
With its shadow o'er me. — Cho. 

703 " Father take me J " 8, 7. D. 

1 Take me, O my Father, take me ! 

Take me, save me, through thy Son • 
That which thou wouldst have me, make me, 

Let thy will in me be done. 
Long from thee my footsteps straying, 

Thorny proved the way I trod ; 
Weary come I now, and praying- 
Take me to thy love, my God ! 

2 Fruitless years with grief recalling, 

Humbly I confess mv sin ; 
At thy feet, O Father, 'falling, 

To thy household take me in. 
Freely now to thee I proffer 

This relenting heart of mine ; 
Freely life and soul I offer — 

Gift unworthy love like thine. 

3 Once the world's Redeemer dying, 

Bare our sins upon the tree ; 
On that sacrifice relying, 

Now I look in hope to thee ; 
Father, take me ! all forgiving 

Fold me to thy loving breast ; 
In thy love for ever living, 

I must be for ever blest ! 

704 » The Lord pitiethr 8, 7- 

1 Jesus ! full of all compassion, 

Hear thy humble suppliant's cry, 
Let me know thy great salvation ; 

See, I languish, faint, and die ; 
Guilty, but with heart relenting, 

Overwhelmed with helpless grief, 
Prostrate at thy feet repenting, 

Send, oh, send me quick relief! 

2 Whither should a wretch be flying 

But to him who comfort gives ? 
Whither from the dread of dying 

But to him who ever lives ? 
Whli J I view thee, wounded, grieving. 

Breathless on the cursed tree, 
Fain I'd feel my heart believing 

Thou didst suffer thus for me. 

3 With thy righteousness and Spirit 

I am more than angels blessed ; 
Heir with thee, all things inherit, 
Peace and joy and endless rest : 



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Saved ! the deed shall spread new glory 
Through the shining realms above ; 

Angels sing the pleasing story, 
All enraptured with thy love. 

705 Backsliding confessed. 7-61. 

1 Once I thought my mountain strong, 

Firmly fixed no more to move ; 
Then my Saviour was my song, 

Then my soul was filled with love ; 
Those were happy, golden days, 
Sweetly spent in prayer and praise. 

2 Little then myself I knew, 

Little thought of Satan's power ; 
Now I feel my sins anew ; 

Now I feel the stormy hour ! 
Sin has put my joys to flight ; 
Sin has turned my day to night. 

3 Saviour, shine and cheer my soul, 

Bid my dying hopes revive ; 
Make my wounded spirit whole, 

Far away the tempter drive ; 
Speak the word and set me free, 
Let me live alone to thee. 

706 Psalm 3 i. 7- 61. 

1 Lord ! I look for all to thee ; 
Thou hast been a rock to me : 
Still thy wonted aid afford : 

Still be near, my shield, my sword ! 

I my soul commit to thee, 

Lord ! thy blood has ransomed me. 

2 Faint and sinking on my road, 
Still I cling to thee, my God ! 
Bending 'neath a weight of woes, 
Harassed by a thousand foes, 
Hope still chides my rising fears ; 
Joys still mingle with my tears. 

3 On thy word I take mv stand : 
All my times are in thy hand : 
Make thy face upon me shine ; 
Take me 'neath thy wings divine ; 
Lord ! thy grace is all my trust ; 
Save, oh, save thy trembling dust. 

4 Oh, what mercies still attend 

Those who make the Lord their friend ! 
Sweetly, safely shall they 'bide 
'Neath his eye, and at his side : 
Lord ! may this my station be : 
Seek it, all ye saints ! with me. 

707 Psalm 123. 7. 61. 
1 Lord, before thy throne we bend ; 

Now to thee our prayers ascend : 
Servants to our Master true, 
Lo ! we yield thee homage due : 
Children, to thy throne we fly, 
Abba, Father, hear our cry ! 



2 Low before thee, Lord ! we bow, 
We are weak — but mighty thou : 
Sore distressed, yet suppliant still, 
Here we wait thy holy will ; 
Bound to earth, and rooted here, 
Till our Saviour God appear. 

3 Leave us not beneath the power 
Of temptation's darkest hour: 
Swift to seal their captives' doom, 
See our foes exulting come ! 
Jesus, Saviour ! yet be nigh, 
Lord of Life and victory. 

708 » Weary, Lord" 

1 Weary, Lord, of struggling here 
With this constant doubt and fear, 
Burdened by the pains I bear, 
And the trials I must share — 
Help me, Lord, again to flee 

To the rest that's found in thee. 

2 Weakened by the wayward will 
Which controls, yet cheats me still ; 
Seeking something undefined 
With an earnest, darkened mind- 
Help me. Lord, again to flee 

To the light that breaks from thee. 

3 Fettered by this earthly scope 
In the reach and aim of hope, 
Fixing thought in narrow bound 
Where no living truth is found — 
Help me, Lord, again to flee 
To the hope that's fixed in thee. 

4 Fettered, burdened, wearied, weak, 
Lord, once more thy grace I seek ; 
Turn, oh, turn me not away, 

Help me, Lord, to watch and pray — 
That I never more may flee 
From the rest that's fdlmd in thee. 

709 14 Hearer of prayer?' 

1 O thou God who hearest prayer 
Every hour and everywhere f 
For his sake, whose blood I plead, 
Hear me in my hour of need : 
Only hide not now thy face, 

God of all-sufficient grace ! 

2 Hear and save me, gracious Lord ! 
For my trust is in thy word ; 
Wash me from the stain of sin, 
That thy peace may rule within : 
May I know myself thy child, 
Ransomed, pardoned, reconciled. 



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710 " The Lamb of God." 7-61. 

1 Jesus, Lamb of God, for me 

Thou, the Lord of life, didst die ; 
Whither — whither, but to thee, 

Can a trembling sinner fly ! 
Death's dark waters o'er me roll, 
Save, oh, save my sinking soul ! 

2 Never bowed a martyr's head 

Weighed with equal sorrow down ; 
Never blood so rich was shed, 

Never king wore such a crown ; 
To thy cross and sacrifice 
Faith now lifts her tearful eyes. 

3 All m^soul, by love subdued, 

Melfi in deep contrition there ; 
By thy mighty grace renewed, 

New-born hope forbids despair : 
Lord ! thou canst my guilt forgive, 
Thou hast bid me look and live. 

4 W T hile with broken heart I kneel, 

Sinks the inward storm to rest ; 
Life — immortal life — I feel 

Kindled in my throbbing breast ; 
Thine — for ever thine — I am ! 
Glory to thee, bleeding Lamb ! 

711 11 Where is the blessedness ? " C. M. 

1 Sweet was the time when first I felt 

The Saviour's pardoning blood 
Applied to cleanse my soul from guilt, 
And bring me home to God. 

2 Soon as the morn the light revealed, 

His praises tuned my tongue ; 
And, when the evening shade prevailed, 
His love was all my song. 

3 In prayer, my soul drew near the Lord, ' 

And" saw his glory shine ; 
And when I read his holy word, 
I called each promise mine. 

4 Now, when the evening shade prevails, 

My soul in darkness mourns ; 
And when the morn the light reveals, 
No light to me returns. 

5 Rise, Saviour ! help me to prevail, 

And make my soul thy care j 
I know thy mercy cannot fail, 
Let me that mercy share. 

7 12 u Never was a heart so base." C. M. 
i With tears of anguish I lament, 

Here, at thy feet, my God, 
My passion, pride, and discontent, 
And vile ingratitude. 



2 Sure, never was a heart so base, 

So false as mine has been ; 
So faithless to its promises, 
So prone to every sin. 

3 Reason, I hear, her counsels weigh, 

And all her words approve ; 
But still I find it hard to obey, 
And harder yet to love. 

4 How long, dear Saviour, shall I feel 

These struggles in my breast ? 
When wilt thou bow my stubborn will, 
And give my conscience rest ? 

5 Break, sovereign grace, oh, break the charm, 

And set the captive free ; 
Reveal, almighty God, thine arm, 
And haste to rescue me. 



713 u Nearer to thee." C. M. 

1 Oh, could I find, from day to day 

A nearness to my God, 
Then would my hours glide sweet away 
While leaning on his word. 

2 Lord, I desire with thee to live 

Anew from day to day, 
In joys the world can never give, 
Nor ever take away. 

3 Blest Jesus, come and rule my heart, 

And make me wholly thine, 
That I may never more depart, 
Nor grieve thy love divine. 

4 Thus, till my last, expiring breath. 

Thy goodness I'll adore ; 
And when my frame dissolves in death, 
My soul shall love thee more. 

714 The closer walk. C M. 

1 Oh, for a closer walk with God, 

A calm and heavenly frame, — 
A light to shine upon the road 
That leads me to the Lamb ! 

2 Where is the blessedness I knew 

When I first saw the Lord ? 
Where is the soul-refreshing view 
Of Jesus and his word ? 

3 What peaceful hours I once enjoyed ! 

How sweet their memory still ! 
But they have left an aching void 
The world can never fill. 

4 Return, O holy Dove, return, 

Sweet messenger of rest ! 
I hate the sins that made thee mourn, 
And drove thee from my breast. 



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5 The dearest idol I have known, 

Whate'er that idol be. 
Help me to tear it from thy throne, 
And worship only thee. 

6 So shall my walk be close with God, 

Calm and serene my frame ; 
So purer light shall mark the road 
That leads me to the Lamb. 

715 " This wretched heart / ,? CM. 

1 How oft, alas ! this wretched heart 

Has wandered from the Lord ! 
How oft my roving thoughts depart, 
Forgetful of his word ! 

2 Yet sovereign mercy calls — u Return ! " 

Dear Lord, and may I come ? 
My vile ingratitude I mourn : 
Oh, take the wanderer home ! 

3 And canst thou, — wilt thou yet forgive, 

And bid my crimes remove ? 
And shall a pardoned rebel live, 
To speak thy wondrous lore ? 

4 Almighty grace, thy healing power, 

How glorious, how divine ! 
That can to life and bliss restore 
A heart so vile as mine. 

5 Thy pardoning love, so free, so sweet, 

Dear Saviour, I adore ; 
Oh, keep me at thy sacred feet, 
And let me rove no more ! 

716 " Search vie, O God." C. M. 
i Searcher of hearts ! from mine erase 

All thoughts that should not be, 
And in its deep recesses trace 
My gratitude to thee ! 

i Hearer of prayer ! oh, guide aright 
Each word and deed of mine ; 
Life's battle teach me how to fight, 
And be the victory thine. 

3 Father, and Son, and Holy Ghost ! 
Thou glorious Three in One ! 
Thou knowest best what I need most, 
And let thy will be done. 

717 " Remember me" — Ltike 23: 42. C. M. 

1 O thou, from whom all goodness flows, 

I lift my soul to thee • 
In ail my sorrows, conflicts, woes, 
O Lord, remember me ? 

2 When on my aching, burdened heart 

My sins lie heavily, 
Thy* pardon grant, new peace impart ; 
Thus. Lord, remember me ! 



3 When trials sore obstruct the way, 

And ills I cannot flee, 
Oh, let my strength be as my day- 
Dear Lord, remember me ! 

4 When in the solemn hour of death 

I wait thy just decree : 
Be this the prayer of my last breath : 
Now, Lord, remember me ! 

718 « What hourly dangers I " C. M. 

1 Alas ! what hourly dangers rise ! 

What snares beset my way ! 
To heaven, oh, let me lift mine eyes, 
And hourly watch and pray. ^ 

2 How oft my mournful thoughts complain, 

And melt in flowing tears ! 
My weak resistance, ah, how T vain ! 
How strong my foes and fears ! 

3 O gracious God ! in whom I live, 

My feeble efforts aid ; 
Help me to watch, and pray, and strive, 
Though trembling and afraid. 

4 Increase my faith, increase my hope, 

When foes and fears prevail ; 
And bear my fainting spirit up, 
Or soon my strength will fail. 

5 Oh, keep me in thy heavenly way, 

And bid the cempter flee ! 
And let me never, never stray 
From happiness and thee. 

719 Long-suffering. — Rom. 2:4. C. M, 

1 Dear Saviour, when my thoughts recall 

The wonders of thy grace, 
Low at thy feet ashamed, I fall, 
And hide this wretched face. 

2 Shall love like thine be thus repaid ? 

Ah, vile, ungrateful heart ! 
By earth's low cares so oft betrayed, 
From Jesus to depart. 

3 But he for his own mercy's sake, 

My wandering soul restores ; 
He bids the mourning heart partake 
The pardon it implores. 

4 Oh, while I breathe to thee, my Lord, 

The deep repentant sigh, 
Confirm the kind, forgiving word, 
With pity in thine eye. 

5 Then shall the mourner at thy feet 

Reioice to seek thy face ; 
And grateful, own how kind, how sweet 
Thy condescending grace 



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720 " A clean heart. "—Ps. 51: to. CM. 
j Oh, for a heart to praise my God, 

A heart from sin set free ; 
A heart that's sprinkled with the blood 
So freely shed for me ! 

2 A heart resigned, submissive, meek, 

My dear Redeemer's throne ; 
Where only Christ is heard to speak, 
Wnere Jesus reigns alone ! 

3 Oh, for a lowly, contrite heart. 

Believing, true, and clean ! 
Which neither life nor death can part 
From him that dwells within. 

4 A heart in every thought renewed, 

And filled with love divine ; 
Perfect, and right, and pure, and good ; 
An image, Lord ! of thine. 

5 Thy nature, gracious Lord ! impart ; 

Come quickly from above ; 
Wri e thy new name upon my heart, — 
Tny new, best name of Love. 

721 Thanks for victory. C. M. 

1 Oh, for a thousand tongues to sing 

My dear Redeemer's praise ! 
The glories of my God and King, 
The triumphs of his grace ! 

2 My gracious Master and my God ! 

Assist me to proclaim, 
To spread, through all the earth abroad, 
The honors of thy name. 

3 Jesus — the name that calms my fears, 

That bids my sorrows cease 5 
'Tis music to my ravished ears ; 
'Tis life, and health, and peace. 

4 He breaks the power of reigning sin, 

He sets the prisoner free ; 
His blood can make the foulest clean ; 
His blood availed for me. 

5 Let us obey, we then shall know, 

Shall feel our sins forgiven ; 
Anticipate our heaven below, 
And. own, that love is heaven. 

722 u My repentings are kindled" 7* 

1 Depth of mercy ! — can there be 
Mercy still reserved for me ? 
Can my God his wrath forbear ? 
Me, the chief of sinners, spare ? 

2 I have long withstood his grace ; 
Long provoked him to his face ; 
Would not hearken to his calls ; 
Grieved him by a thousand falls, 



3 Kindled his relentings are ; 
Me he now delights to spare ; 
Cries, How shall I give thee up ?— 
Lets the lifted thunder drop. 

4 There for me the Saviour stands } 
Shows his wounds and spreads his hands 
God is love ! I know, I feel : 

Jesus weeps, and loves me still. 

723 " God of 7nercyy 

1 God of mercy ! God of grace ! 

Hear our sad, repentant song ; 
Sorrow dwells on every face, 
Penitence on every tongue. 

2 Foolish fears and fond desires, 

Vain regrets for things as vain ; 
Lips too seldom taught to praise, 
Oft to murmur and complain ; — 

3 These, and every secret fault, 

Filled with grief and shame we own ; 
Humbled at thy feet we lie, 
Seeking pardon from thy throne. 

724 " In wraths remember mercy.'''' 

1 Sovereign Ruler, Lord of all ! 
Prostrate at thy feet I fall ! 
Hear, oh, hear my earnest cry, 
Frown not, lest I faint and die. 

2 Justly might thy righteous dart 
Pierce this bleeding, broken heart j 
Justly might thy angry breath 
Blast me in eternal death. 

3 But with thee there's mercy found, 
Balm to heal my every wound : 
Soothe, oh, soothe the troubled breast, 
Give the weary wanderer rest, 

725 k ' My dy ing so uL" 

1 Jesus, save my dying soul ; 
Make the broken spirit whole : 
Humble in the dust I lie : 
Saviour, leave me not to die. 

2 Jesus, full of every grace, 
Now reveal thy smiling face ; 
Grant the joy of sin forgiven. 
Foretaste of the bliss of heaven. 

3 All my guilt to thee is known ; 
Thou art righteous, thou alone : 
All my help is from thy cross, 
All beside I count but loss. 

4 Lord, in thee I now believe ; 
Wilt thou, wilt thou not forgive ? 
Helpless at thy feet I lie ; 
Saviour, leave me not to die. 



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726 " Cleanseth from all sin" 

1 I am coming to the cross ; 

I am poor and weak and blind ; 
I am counting all but dross ; 

I shall full salvation find. 
Cho. — I am trusting, Lord, in thee, 
Dear Lamb of Calvary ; 
Humbly at thy cross I bow ; 
Save me, Jesus, save me now. 

2 Long my heart has sighed for thee ; 

Long has evil dwelt within ; 
Jesus sweetly speaks to me, 
I will cleanse you from all sin. — Cho. 

3 Here I give my all to thee, — 

Friends and time and earthly store ; 
Soul and body thine to be — 
Wholly thine for evermore. — Cho. 

4 In the promises I trust ; 

Now I feel the blood applied ; 
I am prostrate in the dust ; 
I with Christ am crucified. — Cho. 

727 11 Come unto Me." 
i Does the Gospel word proclaim 

Rest for those that weary be ? 
Then, my soul, advance thy claim — 
Sure that promise speaks to thee ! 

g Burdened with a load of sin, 

Harassed with tormenting doubt, 
Hourly conflicts from within, 
Hourly crosses from without ; — 

3 All my little strength is gone, 

Sink I must without supply ; 
Sure upon the earth is none 
Can more weary be than I. 

4 In the ark the weary dove 

Found a welcome resting-place j 
Thus my spirit longs to prove 
Rest in Christ, the Ark of grace. 

5 Tempest-tossed I long have been, 

And the flood increases fast • 
Open, Lord, and take me in, 
Till the storm be overpast ! 

728 "Lovest thou Me ? " 

1 'Tis a point I long to know, 

Oft it causes anxious thought ; 
Do I love the Lord, or no ? 
Ami his, or am I not ? 

2 Could my heart so hard remain, 

Prayer a task and burden prove, 
Every trifle give me pain, 
If I knew a Saviour's love? 



7. 3 Yet I mourn my stubborn will. 

Find my sin a grief and thrall ; 
Should I grieve for what I feel, 
If I did not love at all? 

4 Could I joy with saints to meet, 

Choose the ways I once abhorred, 
Find at times the promise sweet, 
If I did not love the Lord ? 

5 Lord, decide the doubtful case, 

Thou who art thy people's Sun ; 
Shine upon thy work of grace, 
If it be indeed begun. 

729 u Thy billows are gone over me" 7* ^» 
1 Jesus ! lover of my soul, 
Let me to thy bosom fly 
While the billows near me roll, 

While the tempest still is high ; 
Hide me, O my Saviour hide, 
Till the storm of life is past; 
Safe into the haven guide ; 
Oh, receive my soul at last ! 

7. 2 Other refuge have I none ; 

Hangs my helpless soul on thee ; 
Leave, ah ! leave me not alone, 

Still support and comfort me. 
All my trust on thee is stayed ; 

All my help from thee I bring ; 
Cover my defenceless head 

With the shadow of thy wing. 

3 Thou, O Christ ! art all I want ; 

More than all in thee I find ; 
Raise the fallen, cheer the faint, 

Heal the sick, and lead the blind. 
Just and holy is thy name, 

I am all unrighteousness ; 
Vile and full of sin I am, 

Thou art full of truth and grace. 

4 Plenteous grace with thee is found,— 

Grace to pardon all my sin ; 
Let the healing streams abound, 

Make and keep me pure within ; 
Thou of life the fountain art, 

Freely let me take of thee ; 
Spring thou up within my heart, 

Rest to all eternity. 

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'• 730 " Lead me." — Ps. qi : -x. 

1 Jesus, merciful and mild, 
Lead me as a helpless child : 
On no other arm but thine 
Would my weary soul recline ; 
Thou art ready to forgive, 
Thou canst bid the sinner live- 
Guide the wanderer, day by day, 
In the strait and narrow way. 



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3 Thou canst fit me by thy grace 
For the heavenly dwelling-place ; 
All thy promises are sure, 
Ever shall thy love endure ; 
Then what more could I desire, 
How to greater bliss aspire ? 
All I need, in thee I see. 
Thou art all in all to me. 

3 Jesus, Saviour all divine, 
Hast thou made me truly thine ? 
Hast thou bought me by thy blood ? 
Reconciled my heart to God ? 
Hearken to my tender prayer, 
Let me thine own image bear ; 
Let me love thee more and more, 
Till I reach heaven's blissful shore. 

731 11 Jesus, visit me I " J.T>. 

1 Jesus, Jesus ! visit me ; 

How my soul longs after thee ! 
When, my best, my dearest Friend ! 
Shall our separation end ? 
Lord ! my longings never cease ; 
Without thee I find no peace • 
'Tis my constant cry to thee, — 
Jesus, Jesus ! visit me. 

2 Mean the joys of earth appear, 
All below is dark and drear ; 
Naught but thy beloved voice 
Can my wretched heart rejoice. 
Thou alone, my gracious Lord ! 
Art my shield and great reward ; 
All my hope, my Saviour thou, — 
To thy sovereign will I bow. 

• 3 Come, inhabit then my heart ; 
Purge its sin, and heal its smart ; 
See, I ever cry to thee, — 
Jesus, Jesus ! visit me. 
Patiently I wait the day ; 
For this gift alone I pray, 
That, when death shall visit me, 
Thou my Light and Life wilt be. 

732 The Ancient Litany. 7.T>. 

1 Saviour, when in dust, to thee 
Low we bow the adoring knee ; 
When, repentant, to the skies 
Scarce we lift our weeping eyes ; 
Oh, by all thy pains and woe 
Suffered once for man below, 
Bending from thy throne on high, 
Hear our solemn Litany ! 

2 By thy helpless infant years, 
By thy life of want and tears, 
By thy days of sore distress 
In the savage wilderness ; 



By the dread mysterious hour 
Of the insulting tempter's power, 
Turn, oh, turn a favoring eye ; 
Hear our solemn Litany ! 

3 By thine hour of dire despair ; 
By thine agony of prayer ; 

By the cross, the nail, the thorn, 
Piercing spear, and torturing scorn ; 
By the gloom that vailed the skies 
O'er the dreadful sacrifice ; 
Listen to our humble cry, 
Hear our solemn Litany ! 

4 By thy deep expiring groan ; 
By the sad sepulchral stone ; 
By the vault, whose dark abode 
Held in vain the rising God ; 

Oh, from earth to heaven restored, 
Mighty reascending Lord ! 
Listen, listen to the cry 
Of our solemn Litany ! 

733 14 Without, fightings; within, f ears 7« I), 

1 Oh, this soul, how dark and blind ! 
Oh, this foolish, earthly mind ! 
Oh, this fro ward, selfish will, 
Which refuses to be still ! 

Oh, these ever-roaming eyes, 
Upward that refuse to rise ! 
Oh, these wayward feet of mine, 
Found in every path but thine ! 

2 Oh, this stubborn, prayerless knee, 
Hands so seldom clasped to thee, 
Longings of the soul, that go 
Like the wild wind, to and" fro ! 

To and fro, without an aim, 
Turning idly whence they came, 
Bringing in "no joy, no bliss, 
Only adding weariness ! 

3 Giver of the heavenly peace ! 
Bid, oh, bid these tumults cease ; 
Minister thy holy balm ; 

Fill me with thy Spirit's calm : 
Thou, the Life, the Truth, the Way, 
Leave me not in sin to stay ; 
Bearer of the sinner's guilt, 
Lead me, lead me, as thou wilt. 

734 44 Child, your Father calls, ," 7« 
1 Brethren, while we sojourn here, 

Fight we must, but should not fear ; 

Foes we have, but we've a Friend, 

One that loves us to the end : 

Forward, then, with courage go ; 

Long we shall not dwell below ; 

Soon the joyful news will come, 

14 Child, your Father calls — come home ! " 



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2 In the way a thousand snares 
Lie, to take us unawares ; 
Satan, with malicious art, 
Watches each unguarded part : 
But, from Satan's malice free, 
Saints shall soon victorious be ; 
Soon the joyful news will come, 

" Child, your Father calls— come home ! " 

3 But of all the foes we meet, 
None so oft mislead our feet, 
None betray us into sin 

Like the foes that dwell within ; 
Yet let nothing spoil our peace, 
Christ shall also conquer these ; 
Soon the joyful news will come, 
" Child, your Father calls — come home ! " 

735 11 Thou art my rocky 7«* 
i Lord, thou art. my rock of strength, 

And my home is in thine arms ; 
Thou wilt send me help at length, 

And I feel no wild alarms : 
Sin nor death can pierce the shield 

Thy defence has o'er me thrown, 
Up to thee myself I yield, 

And my sorrows are thine own. 

a "When my trials tarry long 

Unto thee I look and wait ; 
Knowing none, though keen and strong, 

Can my trust in thee abate ; 
And this" faith I long have nursed. 

Comes alone, O God, from thee • 
Thou my heart didst open first, 

Thou "didst set this hope in me. 

3 Let thy mercy's wings be spread 

O'er me, keep me close to thee • 
In the peace thy love doth shed, - 

Let me dwell eternally ! 
Be my all : in all I do, 

Let me only seek thy will ; 
Let my heart to thee be true 

And thus peaceful, calm, and still. 

736 Ephesians 6 : 14. L. M. 

1 Stand up, my soul, shake off thy fears, 

And gird the gospel armor on * 
March to the gates of endless joy, 
Where Jesus, thy great Captain's gone. 

2 Hell and thy sins resist thy course ; 

But hell and sin are vanquished foes j 
Thy Saviour nailed them to the cross. 
And sung the triumph when he rose. 

3 Then let my soul march boldly on, — 

Press forward to the heavenly gate ; 
There peace and joy eternal reign, 
And glittering robes for conquerors wait. 



4 There shall I wear a starry crown, 
And triumph in almighty grace, 
While all the armies of the skies 
Join in m}^ glorious Leader's praise. 

737 Isaiah 40: 28-31. L. M. 

1 Awake, our souls ! away, our fears ! 

Let every trembling thought be gone ; 
Awake, and run the heavenly race, 
And put a cheerful courage on ! 

2 True, 'tis a strait and thorny road, 

And mortal spirits tire ana* faint ; 
But they forget the might}' God, 
Who feeds the strength of every saint— 

3 The mighty God, whose matchless power 

Is ever new and ever young, 
And firm endures, while endless years 
Their everlasting circles run. 

4 From thee, the overflowing spring, 

Our souls shall drink a fresh supply ; 
While such as trust their native strength 
Shall melt away, and droop, and die. 

5 Swift as an eagle cuts the air, 

We'll mount aloft to thine abode ; 
On wings of love our souls shall fly, 
Nor tire amid the heavenly road ! 

738 u The whole armor." L. M. 

1 Awake, my soul ! lift up thine e}*es ; 
See where thy foes against thee rise, 
In long array, a numerous host ; 
Awake, my soul ! or thou art lost. 

2 See where rebellious passions rage, 
And fierce desires and lusts engage ; 
The meanest foe of all the train 

Has thousands and ten thousands slain. 

3 Thou treadest on enchanted ground ; 
Perils and snares beset thee round ; 
Beware of all, guard every part — 
But most the traitor in thy heart. 

4 The terror and the charm repel, 

The powers of earth, and powers of hell ; 
The Man of Calvary triumphed here : 
Why should his faithful followers fear ? 

5 Come then, mv soul ! now learn to wield 
The weight of thine immortal shield ; 
Put on the armor, from above, 

Of heavenly truth, and heavenly love. 

739 " A II fullness."— Col. 1: 19. L. M. 
1 Fountain of grace, rich, full, and free, 

What need I, that is not in thee : 
Full pardon, strength to meet the da5 r . 
And peace which none can take away. 



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2 Doth sickness fill my heart with fear, 
'Tis sweet to know that thou art near ; 
Am I with dread of justice tried, 

'Tis sweet to know that Christ hath died. 

3 In life, thy promises of aid 
Forbid my heart to be afraid • 

In death, peace gently vails the eyes, — 
Christ rose, and I shall surely rise. 

740 u Jesus is for ever mine." L. M. 

1 When sins and fears, prevailing rise, 

And fainting hope almost expires, 
To thee, O Lord, I lift my eyes ; 
To thee I breathe my soul's desires. 

2 Art thou not mine, my living Lord ? 

And can my hope, my comfort die ? 
'Tis fixed on thine almighty word — 
That word which built the earth and sky. 

3 If my immortal Saviour lives, 

Then my immortal life is sure ; 
His word a firm foundation gives ; 
Here may I build and rest secure. 

4 Here, O my soul, thy trust repose • 

If Jesus is for ever mine, 
Not death itself— that last of foes- 
Shall break a union so divine. 

741 " Complete in Him.'''' — Col. 4 : 12. L. M. 

1 My soul complete in Jesus stands ! 
It fears no more the law's demands j 
The smile of God is sweet within, 
Where all before was guilt and sin. 

2 My soul at rest in Jesus lives ; 
Accepts the peace his pardon gives ; 
Receives the grace his death secured, 
And pleads the anguish he endured. 

3 My soul its every foe defies, 
And cries — 'Tis God that justifies ! 
Who charges God's elect with sin? 

Shall Christ, who died their peace to win? 

4 A song of praise my soul shall sing, 
To our eternal, glorious King ! 
Shall worship humbly at his feet, 
In whom alone it stands complete. 

742 2 Corinthians 12: 9, L»-. M. 

1 Let me but hear my Saviour say, 

14 Strength shall be equal to thy day j " 
Then I rejoice in deep distress, 
Leaning on all-sufficient grace. 

2 I can do all things — or can bear 
All suffering, if my Lord be there ; 
Sweet pleasures mingle with the pains, 
While he my sinking head sustains. B 



3 I glory in infirmity, 
That Christ's own power may rest on me ; 
When I am weak, then am I strong ; 
Grace is my shield, and Christ my song 1 . 

743 The Race.— Phil. 3 : 14. C. M. 

1 Awake, my soul, stretch every nerve, 

And press with vigor on ; 
A heavenly race demands thy zeal, 
And an immortal crown. 

2 A cloud of witnesses around 

Hold thee in full survey ; 
Forget the steps already trod, 
And onward urge thy way. 

3 'Tis God's all-animating voice, 

That calls thee from on high , 
'Tis his own hand presents the prize 
To thine aspiring eye. 

4 Blest Saviour, introduced by thee 

Have I my race begun ; 
And, crowned with victory, at thy feet 
I'll lay my honors down. 

744 The Warfare.— -2 Tim. 2:3. C. M. 

1 Am I a soldier of the cross, 

A follower of the Lamb ? 
And shall I fear to own his cause, 
Or blush to speak his name ? 

2 Must I be carried to the skies 

On flowery beds of ease ? 
While others fought to win the prize, 
And sailed through bloody seas ? 

3 Are there no foes for me to face ? 

Must I not stem the flood ? 
Is this vile world a friend to grace, 
To help me on to God ? 

4 Sure I must fight, if I would reign j 

Increase my courage, Lord ! 
I'll bear the toil, endure the pain, 
Supported by thy word. 

5 Thy saints, in all this glorious war, 

Shall conquer, though they die • 
They view the triumph from afar, 
And seize it with their eye. 

6 When that illustrious day shall rise, 

And all thy armies shine 
In robes of victory through the skies, 
The glory shall be thine. 

745 " pm not ashamed." CM. 
1 I'm not ashamed to own nry Lord, 

Or to defend his cause ; 
Maintain the honor of his word, 
The glory of his cross. 



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2 Jesus, my God ! — I know his name— 

His name is all my trust ; 
Nor will he put my soul to shame, 
Nor let my hope be lost. 

3 Firm as his throne his promise stands, 

And he can well secure 
What I've committed to his hands, 
Till the decisive hour. 

4 Then will he own my worthless name 

Before his Father's face, 
And in the new Jerusalem 
Appoint my soul a place. 

746 "Take up his cross daily:' C. M. 

1 Must Jesus bear the cross alone, 

And all the world go free ? 
No, there's a cross for every one, 
And there's a cross for me. 

2 This consecrated cross I'll bear, 

Till death shall set me free, 
And then go home my crown to wear, 
For there's a crown for me. 

3 Upon the crystal pavement, down 

At Jesus' pierced feet, 
Joyful, I'll cast my golden crown, 
And his dear name repeat. 

4 And palms shall wave, and harps shall ring, 

Beneath heaven's arches high ; 
The Lord that lives, the ransomed sing, 
That lives no more to die. 

5 Oh, precious cross ! oh, glorious crown ! 

Oh, resurrection day ! 
Ye angels, from the stars come down, 
And bear my soul away. 

747 Psalm 125. C. M. 

1 Unshaken as the sacred hill, 

And fixed as mountains be, 
Firm as a rock the soul shall rest, 
That leans, O Lord ! on thee. 

2 Not walls, nor hills, could guard so well 

Old Salem's happy ground, 
As those eternal arms of love, 
That every saint surround. 

3 The rod of wickedness shall ne'er 

Against the just prevail, 
Lest innocence should find a snare, 
And tempted virtue fail. 

4 Do good, O Lord ! do good to those, 

Who cleave to thee in heart, 
Who on thy truth alone repose 
Nor from thy law depart. 



5 Deal gently, Lord, with souls sincere, 
And lead them safely on 
To the bright gates of paradise, 
Where Christ their Lord is gone. 

748 Isaiah 35 : 8-10. C. M. 

1 Sing, all ye ransomed of the Lord 

Your great Deliverer sing ; 
Ye pilgrims, now for Zion bound, 
Be joyful in your King. 

2 His hand divine shall lead you on, 

Through all the blissful road ; 
Till to the sacred mount you rise, 
And see your gracious God. 

3 Bright garlands of immortal joy 

Shall bloom on every head j 
While sorrow, sighing, and distress. 
Like shadows, all are fled. 

4 March on in your Redeemer's strength ; 

Pursue his footsteps still ; 
And let the prospect cheer your eye 
While laboring up the hill. 

749 Martyr-faith.— Heb. 11 : 13. C. M. 

1 Glory to God ! whose witness-train, 

Those heroes bold in faith, 
Could smile on poverty and pain, 
And triumph ev'n in death. 

2 Oh, may that faith our hearts sustain, 

Wherein they fearless stood, 
When, in the power of cruel men, 
They poured their willing blood. 

3 God whom we serve, our God, can save, 

Can damp the scorching flame, 
Can build an ark, can smooth the wave, 
For such as love his name. 

4 Lord ! if thine arm support us still 

With its eternal strength. 
We shall o'ercome the mightiest ill, 
And conquerors prove at length. 

750 Psalm 91. C M. 

1 He that doth in the secret place 

Of the iVfost High reside, 
Under the shade of him that is 
Almight}" shall abide. 

2 I of the Lord my God will saj 7 ", 

He is my refuge still, 
He is my fortress, and my God, 
And in him trust I will. 

3 Thou shalt not need to be afraid 

For terrors of the night ; 
Nor for the arrow that doth fly 
I By day, while it is light j— 



ENCOURAGEMENTS. 



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4 Nor for the pestilence, that walks 

In darkness secretly ; 
Nor for destruction, that doth waste 
At noon-day openly. 

5 A thousand at thy side shall fall, 

On thy right hand shall lie 
Ten thousand dead ; yet unto thee 
It shall not once come nigh. 

6 Only thou with thine eyes shall look, 

And a beholder be ; 
And thou therein the just reward 
Of wicked men shall see. 

751 " The elders"— Heb. n : 13. CM. 

1 Rise, O my soul, pursue the path 

By ancient worthies trod ; 
Aspiring, view those holy men 
Who lived and walked with God. 

2 Though dead, they speak in reason's ear, 

And in example live ; 
Their faith, and hope, and mighty deeds 
Still fresh instruction give. 

3 'Twas through the Lamb's most precious blood 

They conquered every foe ; 
And to his power and matchless grace 
Their crowns of life the}'- owe. 

4 Lord, may I ever keep in view 

The patterns thou hast given, 
And ne'er forsake the blessed road 
That led them safe to heaven. 

752 " What time I am afraid." CM. 

1 In time of fear, when trouble's near, 

I look to thine abode ; 
Though helpers fail, and foes prevail, 
I'll put my trust in God. 

2 And what is life, 'mid toil and strife ? 

What terror has the grave ? 
Thine arm of power, in peril's hour, 
The trembling soul will save. 

3 In darkest skies, though storms arise, 

I wiJl not be dismayed : 
O God of light, and boundless might 
My soul on thee is stayed ! 

753 " I shall be with him." CM. 

1 Lord, it belongs not to my care 

Whether I die or live ; 
To love and serve thee is mv share, 
And this thy grace must give. 

2 If life be long, I will be glad 

That I may long obey ; 
If short, yet why should I be sad 
To soar to endless day ? 



3 Christ leads me through no darker rooms 

Than he went through before ; 
No one into his kingdom comes, 
But through his opened door. 

4 Come, Lord, when grace has made me meet, 

Thy blessed face to see ; 
For if thy work on earth be sweet, 
What will thy glory be ! 

5 Then shall I end my sad complaints, 

And weary, sinful days, 
And join with all triumphant saints 
Who sing Jehovah's praise. 

6 My knowledge of that life is small ; 

The eye of faith is dim ; 
But 'tis enough that Christ knows all, 
And I shall be with him. 

754 "If God be for us." C. M. 

1 God's glory is a wondrous thing, 

Most strange in all its ways, 
And of all things on earth, least like 
What men agree to praise. 

2 Oh, blest is he to whom is given 

The instinct that can tell 
That God is on the field, when he 
Is most invisible ! 

3 And blest is he who can divine 

Where real right doth lie, 
And dares to take the side that seems 
Wrong to man's blindfold eye ! 

4 Oh, learn to scorn the praise of men ! 

Oh, learn to lose with God ! 
For Jesus won the world through shame, 
And beckons thee his road. 

5 And right is right, since God is God ; 

And right the day must win ; 
To doubt would be disloyalty, 
To falter would be sin ! 

755 Our Salvation near. S, M. 

1 Your harps, ye trembling saints, 

Down from the willows take : 
Loud to the praise of love divine 
Bid every string awake. 

2 Though in a foreign land, 

We are not far from home ; 
And nearer to our house above 
We every moment come. 

3 His grace will to the end 

Stronger and brighter shine ; 
Nor present things, nor things to come, 
Shall quench the spark divine. 



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4 When we in darkness walk, 

I\'or feel the heavenly flame, 
Then is the time to trust our God, 
And rest upon his name. 

5 Soon shall our doubts and feass 

Subside at his control ; 
His loving-kindness shall break through 
The midnight of the soul. 

6 Blest is the man, O Lord, 

Who stays himself on thee ; 
Who waits for thy salvation, Lord, 
Shall thy salvation see. 

756 u Be oj 'good courage S. M. 

1 Give to the winds thy fears ; 

Hope, and be undismayed ; 
God hears thy sighs and counts thy tears ; 
God shall lift up thy head. 

2 Through waves, and clouds, and storms, 

He gently clears thy way ; 
Wait thou his time ; so shall this night 
Soon end in joyous day. 

3 Far, far above thy thought 

His counsel shall appear, 
When fully he the work hath wrought, 
That caused thy needless fear. 

4 What though thou rulest not ! 

Yet heaven, and earth, and hell 
Proclaim, God sitteth on the throne, 
And ruleth all things well. 

757 " In wrath ^ a 7noment." S. M. 

1 The sun himself shall fade, 

The starry worlds shall fall ; 
Yet through a vast eternity, 
Shall God be all in all. 

2 Though now his ways are dark, 

Concealed from mortal sight, 
His counsels are divinely wise, 
And all his judgments right. 

3 In God my trust shall stand, 

While waves of sorrow roll ; 
In life or death his name shall be 
The refuge of my soul. 

4 Cease, cease my tears to flow, 

Cease, cease my heart to moan ; 
Betide what may to me, I'll say, 
His holy will be done ! 

758 "Hold that fast which thou hast." S. M. 
i Oh, what, if we are Christ's, 

Is earthly shame or loss ? 
Bright shall the crown of glory be, 
When we have borne the cross. 



2 Keen was the trial once, 

Bitter the cup of woe, 
When martyred saints, baptized in blood, 
Christ's sufferings shared below, 

3 Bright is their glory now, 

Boundless their joy above, 
Where, on the bosom of their God, 
They rest in perfect love, 

4 Lord, may that grace be ours ! 

Like them in faith to bear 
All that of sorrow, grief, or pain, 
May be our portion here ! 

5 Enough, if thou at last 

The word of blessing give, 
And let us rest beneath thy feet, 
Where saints and angels live ! 

759 » / can do all things: 1 S. M . 

1 O Saviour, who didst come 

By water and by blood ; 
Confessed on earth, adored in heaven, 
Eternal Son of God ! 

2 Jesus, our life and hope, 

To endless years the same j 
We plead thy gracious promises, 
And rest upon thy name. 

3 By faith in thee we live, 

By faith in thee we stand, 
By thee we vanquish sin and death, 
And gain the heavenly land. 

4 O Lord, increase our faith j 

Our fearful spirits calm ; 
Sustain us through this mortal strife, 
Then give the victor's palm ! 

760 u I have peace y S. M. 

1 I hear the words of love, 

I gaze upon the blood, 
I see the mighty sacrifice, 
And I have peace with God. 

2 'Tis everlasting peace, 

Sure as Jehovah's name ; 
'Tis stable as his steadfast throne, 
For evermore the same. 

3 The clouds may go and come, 

And storms may sweep my sky ; 
This blood-sealed friendship changes not, 
The cross is ever nigh. 

4 I change — he changes not ; 

The Christ can never die j 
His love, not mine, the restmg-place ; 
His truth not mine, the tie. 



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5 My love is ofttimes low, 

My joy still ebbs and flows ; 
But peace with him remains the same, 
No change Jehovah knows. 

761 "Watch."— Matt. 26: 41. S. M. 

1 My soul, be on thy guard, 

Ten thousand foes arise ; 
And hosts of sin are pressing hard 
To draw thee from the skies. 

2 Oh, watch, and fight, and pray ! 

The battle ne'er give o'er ; 
Renew it boldly every day, 
And help divine implore. 

3 Ne'er think the victory won, 

Nor lay thine armor down ; 
Thine arduous work will not be done, 
Till thou obtain thy crown. 

4 Fight on, my soul, till death 

Shall bring thee to thy God ! * 
He'll take thee at thy parting breath, 
Up to his blest abode. 

762 The Warfare.— Eph. 6: 14. S. M. 

1 Soldiers of Christ, arise, 

And put your armor on, 
Strong is the strength which God supplies 
Through his eternal Son. 

2 Strong in the Lord of hosts, 

And in his mighty power, 
Who in the strength of Jesus trusts 
Is more than conqueror. 

3 Stand then in his great might, 

With all his strength endued, 
And take, to arm you for the fight, 
The panopty of God. 

4 That, having all things done, 

And all your conflicts past, 
You may o'ercome through Christ alone, 
And stand entire at last. 

5 From strength to strength go on ; 

Wrestle, and fight, and pray ; 
Tread all the powers of darkness down, 
And win the well-fought day. 

6 Still let the Spirit cry 

In all his soldiers, come ! 
Till Christ the Lord descend from high, 
And take the conquerors home. 

763 Watchfulness .—Luke 12 : 37. S. M. 
1 Ye servants of the Lord ! 

Each in bis office wait, 
Observant of his heavenly word, 
And watchful at his gate. 



2 Let all your lamps be bright, 

And trim the golden flame ; 
Gird up your loins as in his sight, 
For awful is his name. 

3 Watch, — 'tis your Lord's command ; 

And while we speak he's near ; 
Mark the first signal of his hand, 
And ready all appear. 

4 Oh, happy servant he, 

In such a posture found ! 
He shall his Lord with rapture see, 
And be with honor crowned. 

764 ^He careth."—i Pet. 5:7- 3. 

1 How gentle God's commands ! 

How kind his precepts are ! 
Come, cast your burdens on the Lord, 
And trust his constant care. 

2 Beneath his watchful eye 

His saints securely dwell ; 
That hand which bears creation up 
Shall guard his children well. 

3 Why should this anxious load 

Press down your weary mind ? 
Haste to your heavenly Father's throne, 
And sweet refreshment find. 

4 His goodness stands approved, 

Unchanged from day to day : 
I'll drop my burden at his feet, 
And bear a song away. 

765 " Jehovah Jir -eh." — Gen. 22 : 14. S. 

1 I stand on Zion's mount, 

And view my starry crown ; 
No power on earth my hope can shake, 
Nor hell can thrust me down. 

2 The lofty hills and towers, 

That lift their heads on high, 
Shall all be leveled low in dust — 
Their very names shall die. 

3 The vaulted heavens shall fall, 

Built by Jehovah's hands ; 
But firmer than the heavens, the R.ock 
Of my salvation stands ! 

766 "Goeth forth weeding. 

1 The harvest dawn is near, 

The year delays not long ; 
And he who sows with many a tear, 
Shall reap with many a song. 

2 Sad to his toil he goes, 

His seed with weeping leaves ; 
But he shall come, at twilight's close, 
And bring his golden sheaves. 



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767 On the way to heaven, S. M. 

1 The people of the Lord 

Are on their way to heaven ; 
There they obtain' their great reward ; 
The prize will there be given. 

2 'Tis conflict here below ; 

'Tis triumph there, and peace : 
On earth we wrestle with the foe ; 
In heaven our conflicts cease. 

3 'Tis gloom and darkness here j 

'Tis light and joy above ; 
There all is pure, and all is clear ; 
There all is peace and love. 

4 There rest shall follow toil, 

And ease succeed to care : 
The victors there divide the spoil ; 
They sing and triumph there. 

5 Then let us joyful sing : 

The conflict is not long : 
We hope in heaven to praise our King 
In one eternal song, 

768 Matt/tew 6: 25-34. 7> 6. D. 

1 Sometimes a light surprises 

The Christian while he sings j 
It is the Lord w T ho rises 

With healing in his wings : 
When comforts are declining, 

He grants the soul again 
A season of clear shining, 

To cheer it after rain. 

2 In holy contemplation, 

We sweetly then pursue 
The theme of God's salvation, 

And find it ever new : 
Set free from present sorrow. 

We cheerfully can say, 
Let the unknown to-morrow 

Bring with it what it maj*. 

3 It can bring with it nothing, 

But he will bring us through j 
Who gives the lilies clothing, 

Will clothe his people too : 
Beneath the spreading heavens, 

No creature but is ted ; 
And he who feeds the ravens, 

Will give his children bread. 

4 Though vine nor fig-tree neither. 

Their wonted fruit should bear, 
Though all the fields should wither, 

Nor flocks, nor herds be there ; 
Yet God the same abiding, 

His praise shall tune my voice, 
For while in him confiding, 

I cannot but rejoice. 



769 Perfect j>eace. 7, 6. D. 

1 In heavenly love abiding, 

No change my heart shall fear, 
And safe is such confiding, 

For nothing changes here : 
The storm may roar without me, 

My heart may low be laid, 
But God is round about me, 

And can I be dismayed ? 

2 Wherever he may guide me, 

No w r ant shall turn me back ; 
My Shepherd is beside me, 

And nothing can I lack : 
His wisdom ever waketh, 

His sight is never dim : 
He knows the way he taketh, 

And I will walk with him. 

3 Green pastures are before me, 

Which yet I have not seen ; 
Bright skies will soon be o'er me, 

Where darkest clouds have been : 
My hope 1 cannot measure ; 

My path to life is free ; 
My Saviour has my treasure, 

And he will walk with me. 

770 " Having done all, stand." 7,6. D. 

1 Stand up ! — stand up for Jesus ! 

Ye soldiers of the cross ; 
Lift high his royal banner, 

It must not suffer loss : 
From victory unto victory 

His army shall he lead, 
Till every foe is vanquished, 

And Christ is Lord indeed. 

2 Stand up ! — stand up for Jesus ! 

The trumpet call obey : 
Forth to the mighty conflict, 

In this his glorious day ; 
" Ye that are men, now serve him," 

Against unnumbered foes ; 
Your courage rise with danger, 

And strength to strength oppose, 

3 Stand up !— stand up for Jesus ! 

Stand in his strength alone ; 
The arm of flesh will fail you— 

Ye dare not trust your own : 
Put on the gospel armor, 

And, watching unto prayer, 
Where duty calls, or danger, 

Be never wanting there. 

4 Stand up ! — stand up for Jesus ! 

The strife will not be long ; 
This day the noise of battle, 
The next the victor's song : 



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To him that overcometh, 

A crown of life shall be ; 
He with the King of Glory 

Shall reign eternally ! 

771 Psalm 27. 7, 6. D. 

1 God is my strong salvation ; 

What foe have I to fear ? 
In darkness and temptation, 

My Light, my Help is near : 
Though hosts encamp around me, 

Firm in the fight I stand ; 
What terror can confound me, 

With God at my right hand ? 

2 Place on the Lord reliance ; 

My soul, with courage wait ; 
His truth be thine affiance, 

When faint and desolate : 
His might thy heart shall strengthen, 

His love thy joy increase ; 
Mercy thy day shall lengthen ; 

The Lord will give thee peace ! 

7 72 Isaiah 35 : 8-10. 7« 

1 Children of the heavenly King, 
As ye journey, sweetly sing ; 
Sing your Saviour's worthy praise, 
Glorious in his works and ways. 

2 Ye are traveling home to God 
In the way the fathers trod ; 
They are happy now and ye 
Soon their happiness shall see. 

3 Shout, ye little flock, and blest ! 
You on Jesus' throne shall rest ; 
There your seat is now prepared j 
There your kingdom and reward. 

4 Fear not, brethren ; joyful stand 
On the borders of your land • 
Jesus Christ, your Father's Son, 
Bids you undismayed go on. 

5 Lord, submissive make us go, 
Gladly leaving all below ; 
Only thou our Leader be, 
And we still will follow thee. 

773 Sin canceled by love. J, 

1 Now begin the heavenly theme, 
Sing aloud in Jesus' name ; 
Ye, who his salvation prove, 
Triumph in redeeming love, 

2 Ye, who see the Father's grace 
Beaming in the Saviour's face, 
As to Canaan on ye move, 
Praise, and bless redeeming love. 



3 Mourning souls ! dry up your tears • 
Banish all your sinful fears ; 

See your guilt and curse remove, — 
Canceled by redeeming love. 

4 When his Spirit leads us home, 
When we to his glory come, 
We shall all the tullness prove 
Of the Lord's redeeming love. 

774 " Ye shall have tribulation." 

1 Faint not, Christian ! though the road, 
Leading to thy blest abode, 
Darksome be, and dangerous too, 
Christ thy Guide will bring thee through. 

2 Faint not, Christian ! though in rage 
Satan would thy soul engage, 

Gird on faith's anointed shield, — ■ 
Bear it to the battle-field. 

3 Faint not, Christian ! though the world 
Has its hostile flag unfurled ; 

Hold the cross of Jesus fast, 
Thou shalt overcome at last. 

4 Faint not, Christian ! Jesus near 
Soon in glory will appear ; 
And his love will then bestow 
Power to conquer every foe. 

5 Faint not, Christian ! look on high ; 
See the harpers in the sky : 
Patient, wait, and thou wilt join — 
Chant with them of love divine. 

775 u The everlasting arms 

1 Everlasting arms of love 
Are beneath, around, above ; 
He who left his throne of light, 
And unnumbered angels bright ; — 

2 He who on the accursed tree 
Gave his precious life for me j 
He it is that bears me on, 
His the arm I lean upon. 

3 All things hasten to decay, 
Earth and sea will pass away ; 
Soon will yonder circling sun 
Cease his blazing course to run. 

4 Scenes will vary, friends grow strange, 
But the Changeless cannot change : 
Gladly will I journey on, 

With his arm to lean upon. 

776 » The good Jight." 
1 Much in sorrow, oft in woe, 

Onward, Christians, onward go ; 
Fight the fight ; and, worn with strife, 
Steep with tears the bread of life. 



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2 Onward, Christians, onward go; 
Join the war, and face the foe ; 
Faint not : much doth yet remain ; 
Dreary is the long campaign. 

3 Shrink not. Christians— will ye yield ? 
Will ye quit the battle-field ? 

Fight till all the conflict's o'er, 
Nor your foes shall rally more. 

4 Let your drooping hearts be glad ; 
March, in heavenly armor clad ; 
Fight, nor think the battle long ; 
Victory soon shall tune j^our sorig. 

5 Let not sorrow dim your eye ; 
Soon shall every tear be dry ; 
Let not woe your course impede ; 
Great your strength, if great your need. 

6 Onward, then ; to battle move ; 
More than conquerors ye shall prove ; 
Though opposed by many a foe, 
Christian soldiers ! onward go. 

777 Deuteronomy 33 : 25. /• 

1 Wait, my soul, upon the Lord, 

To his gracious promise flee, 
Laying hold upon his word, 
kk As thy days thy strength shall be." 

2 If the sorrows of thy case 

Seem peculiar still to thee, 
God has promised needful grace, 
" As thy days thy strength shall be." 

3 Days of trial, days of grief, 

In succession thou mayst see ; 
This is still thy sweet relief, 

" As thy days thy strength shall be." 

4 Rock of iVges, I'm secure, 

With thy promise full and free ; 
Faithful, positive, and sure— 
" As thy days thy strength shall be." 

778 The Latter day. 8, 7. D. 

1 We are living, we are dwelling, 

In a grand and awful time, 
In an age on ages telling, 

To be living is sublime. 
Hark ! the waking up of nations, 

Gog and Magog to the fray. 
Hark! what soundeth ? is creation 

Groaning for its latter day ? 

2 Will ye play, then, will ye dally, 

^With your music and your wine ? 
Up ! it is Jehovah's rally ! 
God's own arm hath need of thine. 



Hark ! the onset ! will you fold your 

Faith-clad arms in lazy lock? 
Up, oh, up, thou drowsy soldier ; 

Worlds are charging to the shock. 

3 Worlds are charging — heaven beholding, 

Thou hast but an hour to fight ; 
Now the blazoned cross unfolding, 

On — right onward, for the right ! 
On ! let all the soul within you 

For the truth's sake go abroad ! 
Strike ! let every nerve and sinew 

Tell on ages— tell for God ! 

779 The Divine Protection. — Ps. 01. °> 7' 

1 Call Jehovah thy salvation, 

Rest beneath the Almighty's shade • 
In his secret habitation, 

Dwell, and never be dismayed : 
There no tumult can alarm thee, 

Thou shalt dread no hidden snare ; 
Guile nor violence can harm thee, 

In eternal safeguard there. 

2 From the sword, at noonday wasting, 

From the noisome pestilence, 
In the depth of midnight, blasting, 

God shall be thy sure defence : 
Fear not thou the deadly quiver, 

When a thousand feel the blow ; 
Mercy shall thy soul deliver, 

Though ten thousand be laid low. 

3 Since, with pure and firm affection, 

Thou on God hast set thy love, 
With the wings of his protection, 

He will shield thee from above • 
Thou shalt call on him in trouble, 

He will hearken, he will save ; 
Here, for grief, reward thee double, 

Crown with life beyond the grave. 

780 Luke 9 : 23. 8, 7. D, 

1 Jesus, I my cross have taken, 

All to leave, and follow thee ; 
Naked, poor, despised, forsaken, 

Thou, from hence, my all shalt be ! 
Perish, every fond ambition, 

All I've sought, or hoped, or known, 
Yet how rich is my condition, 

God and heaven are still my own ! 

2 Let the world despise and leave me, 

They have left, my Saviour, too ; 
Human hearts and looks deceive me — 

Thou art not, like them, untrue ; 
Oh, while thou dost smile upon me, 

God of wisdom, love, and might, 
Foes may hate, and friends disown me, 

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3 Man may trouble and distress me, 

'Twill but drive me to thy breast ; 
Life with trials hard may press me ; 

Heaven will bring me sweeter rest ! 
Oh, 'tis not in grief to harm me, 

While thy love is left to me ; 
Oh, 'twere not in joy to charm me, 

Were that joy unmixed with thee. 

4 Go then, earthly fame and treasure ! 

Come disaster, scorn, and pain ! 
In thy service pain is pleasure, 

With thy favor, loss is gain. 
I have called thee Abba, Father ! 

I have stayed my heart on thee ! 
Storms may howl, and clouds may gather* 

All must work for good to me. 

5 Soul, then know thy full salvation, 

Rise o'er sin, and fear, and care ; 
Joy, to find in every station 

Something still to do or bear. 
Think what Spirit dwells within thee ; 

Think what Father's smiles are thine j 
Think that Jesus died to win thee ; 

Child of heaven, canst thou repine ? 

6 Haste thee on from grace to glory, 

Armed by faith, and winged by prayer ! 
Heaven's eternal day's before thee, 

God's own hand snail guide thee there : 
Soon shall close thy earthly mission, 

Soon shall pass thy pilgrim days, 
Hope shall change to glad fruition, 

Faith to sight, and prayer to praise. 

781 "Jehovah Nissi." 6, 5. D. 

1 Brightly gleams our banner, 

Pointing to the sky, 
Waving wanderers onward 

To their home on high. 
Journeying o'er the desert, 

Gladly Urns we pray, 
And with hearts united 
Take our heavenward way. 
Ref. — Brightly gleams our banner, 
Pointing to the sky, 
Waving wanderers onward, 
To their home on high. 

2 Jesus, Lord and Master, 

At thy sacred feet, 
Here with hearts rejoicing 

See thy children meet ; 
Often have we left thee, 

Often gone astray, 
Keep us, mighty Saviour, 

In the narrow way. — Ref. 



3 All our days direct us 

In the way we go, 
Lead us on victorious 

Over every foe : 
Bid thine angels shield us 

When the siorm-clouds lower, 
Pardon thou and save us 

In the last dread hour. — Ref. 

782 "Listen, Saviour: 1 6, 5. D. 

1 Saviour, blessed Saviour, 

Listen whilst we sing, 
Hearts and voices raising 

Praises to our King. 
All we have to offer, 
All we hope to be. 
Body, soul, and spirit, 
All we yield to thee. 
Ref. — Saviour, blessed Saviour, 
Listen whilst we sing, 
Hearts and voices raising 
Praises to our King, 

2 Nearer, ever nearer, 

Christ, we draw to thee, 
Deep in adoration 

Bending low the knee : 
Thou for our redemption 

Cam'st on earth to die ; 
Thou, that we might follow, 

Hast gone up on high. — Ref, 

3 Great and ever greater 

Are thy mercies here, 
True and everlasting 

Are the glories there, 
Where no pain, or sorrow, 

Toil or care is known, 
Where the angel-legions 

Circle round thy throne. — Ref. 

783 " Fight the good fight." 6, 5. D. 

1 Onward, Christian soldiers, 

Marching as to war, 
With the cross of Jesus 

Going on before. 
Christ the royal Master 
Leads against the foe ; 
Forward into battle, 

See, his banners go. 
Cho. — Onward, Christian soldiers, 
Marching as to war, 
With the cross of Jesus 
Going on before. 

2 At the sign of triumph 

Satan's host doth tiee ; 
On, then, Christian soldiers, 
On to victory. 



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Hell's foundations quiver 

At the shout of praise ; 
Brothers, lift your voices, 

Loud your anthems raise. — Cho. 

3 Like a mighty army 

Moves tne Church of God ; 
Brothers, we are treading 

Where the saints have trod ; 
We are not divided, 

All one body we, 
One in hope and doctrine, 

One in charity. — Cho. 

4 Crowns and thones may perish, 

Kingdoms rise and wane, 
But the Church of Jesus 

Constant will remain ; 
Gates of hell can never 

'Gainst that Church prevail ; 
We have Christ's own promise, 

And that cannot fail. — Cho. 

5 Onward, then, ye people, 

Join our happy throng. 
Blend with ours your voices 

In the triumph-song ; 
Glory, laud, and honor, 

Unto Christ the King ; 
This through countless ages, 

Men and angels sing. — Cho. 

784 " Bliss-inspiring hope." C. P. M. 

1 Come on, my partners in distress, 
My comrades through the wilderness, 

Who still your bodies feel : 
Awhile forget your griefs and fears, 
And look beyond this vale of tears, 

To that celestial hill. 

2 Beyond the bounds of time and space, 
Look forward to that heavenly place, 

The saints' secure abode ; 
On faith's strong eagle-pinions rise, 
And force your passage to the skies, 

And scale the mount of God. 

3 Who suffer with our Master here, 
We shall before his face appear, 

And by his side sit down • 
To patient faith the prize is sure ; 
And all that to the end endure 

The cross, shall wear the crown. 

4 Thrice blessed, bliss-inspiring hope ! 
It lifts the fainting spirits up ; 

It brings to life the dead : 
Our conflicts here shall soon be past, 
And you and I ascend at last, 

Triumphant with our Head. 



I 785 " Casting all care on God." C. P. M. 

1 O Lord ! how happy should we be, 
If we could cast our care on thee, 

If we from self could rest ; 
And feel, at heart, that One above, 
In perfect wisdom, perfect love, 

Is working for the best ! 

2 How far from this our daily life, 
Ever disturbed by anxious strife, 

By sudden, wild alarms ! 
Oh, could we but relinquish all 
Our earthly props, and simply fall 

On thine almighty arms ! — 

3 Could we but kneel, and cast our load, 
Ev'n while we pray, upon our God 

Then rise, with lightened cheer, 
Sure that the Father, who is nigh 
To still the famished raven's cry, 

Will hear, in that we fear ! 

4 Lord ! make these faithless hearts of ours 
Such lessons learn from birds and flowers ; 

Make them from self to cease, 
Leave all things to a Father's will, 
And taste, before him lying still, 

Ev'n in affliction, peace. 



786 " Fear not, little flock." C. P. M. 

1 Fear not, O little flock, the foe 
Who madly seeks your overthrow ; 

Dread not his rage and power ; 
What tho' your courage sometimes faints, 
His seeming triumph o'er God's saints 

Lasts but a little hour. 

2 Be of good cheer ; your cause belongs 
To him who can avenge your wrongs ; 

Leave it to him, our Lord ! 
Though hidden yet from all our eyes, 
He sees the Gideon that shall rise 

To save us, and nis word. 

3 As true as God's own word is true, 
Not earth nof hell with all their crew 

Against us shall prevail ; 
A jest and by-word are they grown j 
God is with us, we are his own, 

Our victory cannot fail ! 

4 Amen, Lord Jesus, grant our prayer ! 
Great Captain, now thine arm make bare, 

Fight for us once again ! 
So shall thy saints and martyrs raise 
A mighty chorus to thy praise, 

World without end : Amen ! 



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7S7 " Our cross was light." C. P. M. 

1 Children of light! arise and shine ; 
Your birth, your hopes, are all divine, 

Your home is in the skies : 
Oh, then, for heavenly glory born, 
Look down on all, with holy scorn, 

That earthly spirits prize. 

2 O blessed Lord ! we yet shall reign, 
Redeemed from sorrow, sin, and pain, 

And walk with thee in white : 
We-suffer now ; but, oh, at last 
We'll bless thee, Lord ! for all the past, 

And own our cross was light. 

788 "Complete in him: 1 C. P. M. 

1 Come join, ye saints, with heart and voice, 
Alone iii Jesus to rejoice, 

And worship at his feet ; 
Come, take his praises on your tongues,- 
And raise to him your thankful songs, 

".In him ye are complete ! " 

2 In him, who all our praise excels, 
The fullness of the Godhead dwells, 

And all perfections meet: 
The head of all celestial powers, 
Divinely theirs, divinely ours ; 

" In him ye are complete ! " 

3 Still onward urge your heavenly way, 
Dependent on him day by day, 

His presence still entreat ; 
His precious name for ever bless, 
Your glory, strength, and righteousness, 

14 In him ye are complete ! ' 

4 Nor fear to pass the vale of death • 
In his dear arms resign your breath, 

He'll make the passage sweet ; 
The gloom and fears of death shall flee, 
And your departing souls shall see 

" In him ye are complete ! " 

789 " The foundation standeth sure" II. 

1 How firm a foundation, ye saints of the Lord ! 
Is laid for your faith in his excellent word ! 
What more can he say, than to you he hath 

said, — 

To you, who for refuge to Jesus have fled ? 

2 "Fear not, I am with thee, oh, be not dis- 

mayed, 

For I am thy God, I will still give thee aid ; 
I'll strengthen thee, help thee, and cause thee 
to stand, 

Upheld by my gracious, omnipotent hand. 



3 " When through the deep waters I call thee 

to go, 

The rivers of sorrow shall not overflow ; 
For I will be with thee thy trials to bless, 
And sanctify to thee thy deepest distress. 

4 " When through fiery trials thy pathway shall 

lie, 

My grace, all sufficient, shall be thy supply, 
The flame shall not hurt thee ; I only design 
Thy dross to consume, and thy gold to refine. 

5 " Ev'n down to old age all my people shall 

prove 

My sovereign, eternal, unchangeable love ; 
And then, when gray hairs shall their temples 
adorn, 

Like lambs they shall still in my bosom be 
borne. 

6 " The soul that on Jesus hath leaned for 

repose, 

I will not — I will not desert to his foes : 
That soul — though all hell should endeavor 
to shake, 

I'll never— no never — no never forsake ! " 

790 " Begone, unbelief." 5» 6. D. 

1 Begone, unbelief, 

My Saviour is near, 
And for my relief 

Will surely appear. 
By prayer let me wrestle, 

And he will perform ; 
With Christ in the vessel, 

I smile at the storm. 

2 Though dark be my way, 

Since he is my guide, 
'Tis mine to obey ; 

'Tis his to provide ; 
Though cisterns be broken, 

And creatures all fail, 
The word he hath spoken 

Shall surely prevail. 

3 His love in time past 

Forbids me to think 
He'll leave me at last 

In trouble to sink : 
Each sweet Ebenezer 

I have in review — 
Confirms his good pleasure 

To help me quite through. 

4 Since all that I meet 

Shall work for my good, 
The bitter is sweet. 
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Though painful at present, 

'Twill cease before long, 
And then, oh, how pleasant 

The conqueror's song ! 

791 " The Lord ivill provide." 5> 6. D. 

1 Though troubles assail, 

And dangers affright, 
Though friends should all fail, 

And foes all unite : 
Yet one thing secures us, 

Whatever betide, 
The Scripture assures us 

The Lord will provide, 

2 The birds without barn 

Or storehouse are fed ? 
From them let us learn 

To trust for our bread ; 
His saints T what is- fitting". 

Shall ne^er be denied , 
So long as 'tis written, 

The Lord will provide, 

3 We may, like the ships r 

By tempests be tossed 
On perilous deeps, 

But cannot be lost : 
Though Satan enrages 

The wind and the tide 7 
The promise engages 

The Lord will provide, 

4 His call we obey, 

Like Abra'm of old, 
Not knowing our way, 

But faith makes us "bold : 
For though we are strangers, 

We have a good guide, 
And trust, in all dangers, 

The Lord will provide, 

792 "At the Saviour s feet." L. M. 
2 Oh, that I could for ever dwell, 

Delighted at the Saviour's feet ; 
Behold the form I love so well, 
And all his tender words repeat ! 

2 The world shut out from all my soul, 

And heaven brought in with all its bliss, — 
Oh, is their aught, from pole to pole, 
One moment to compare with this ? 

3 This is the hidden life I prize— 

A life of penitential love • 
When most my follies I despise, 
And raise my highest thoughts above;— 

4 When all 1 am I clearly see, 

And freely own, with deepest shame ; 
When the Redeemer's love to me 
Kindles within a deathless flame. 



5 Thus would I live till nature fail, 
And all my former sins forsake ; 
Then rise to God within the vail, 
And of eternal joys partake. 

793 The Saviour's Presence. L. M, 

1 Far from my thoughts, vain world, begone ! 
Let my religious hours alone : 

Fain would mine eyes my Saviour see : 
I wait a visit, Lord, from thee. 

2 My heart grows warm with holy fire, 
And kindles with a pure desire : 
Come, my dear Jesus ! from above, 
And feed my soul with heavenly love. 

3 Blest Saviour ! what delicious fare, 
How sweet thine entertainments are ! 
Never did angels taste, above, 
Redeeming grace and dying love. 

4 Hail, great Immanuel, all-divine ! 
In thee thy Father's glories shine : 
Thou brightest, sweetest, fairest One 
That eyes have seen, or angels known ! 

794 "Immanuel." T. M. 

1 Oh, sweetly breathe the lyres above, 

When angels touch the quivering string, 
And wake, to chant Immanuel's love, 
Such strains as angel-lips can sing ! 

2 And sweet, on earth, the choral swell, 

From mortal tongues, of gladsome lays j 
When pardoned souls their raptures tell, 
And, gratelul, hymn Immanuel's praise. 

3 Jesus, thy name our souls adore ; 

We own the bond that makes us thine ; 
And carnal joys, that charmed before, 
For thy dear sake we now resign. 

4 Our hearts, by dying love subdued, 

Accept thine offered grace to-day ; 
Beneath the cross, with blood bedewed, 
We bow, and give ourselves away. 

5 In thee we trust, — on thee rely ; 

Though we are feeble, thou art strong ; 
Oh, keep us till our spirits fly 
To join the bright, immortal throng ! 

795 Evening Song. L. M. 

1 Sun of my soul ! thou Saviour dear, 
It is not night if thou be near : 

Oh, may no earth-born cloud arise 
To hide thee from thy servant's eyes ! 

2 When soft the dews of kindly sleep 
My wearied eyelids gently steep, 

Be my last thought—how sweet to rest 
For ever on my Saviour's breast ! 



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3 Abide with me from morn till eve, 
For without thee I cannot live j 
Abide with me when night is nigh, 
For without thee I dare not die. 

4 Be near to bless me when I wake, 

Ere through the world my way I take ; 
Abide witn me till in thy love 
I lose myself in heaven above. 

796 " To babes revealed." L. M. 

1 Light of the soul ! O Saviour blest ! 
Soon as thy presence fills the breast, 
Darkness and guilt are put to flight, 
And all is sweetness and delight. 

2 Son of the Father ! Lord most high ! 
How glad is he who feels thee nigh ! 
Come in thy hidden majesty ; 

Fill us with love, fill us with thee. 

3 Jesus is from the proud concealed, 
But evermore to babes revealed ; 
Through him, unto the Father be 
Glory and praise eternally ! 

797 Immanuel. E. M. 

1 Go, worship at Immanuel' s feet ; 
See in his face what wonders meet • 
Earth is too narrow to express 
His worth, his glory, or his grace. 

2 Nor earth, nor seas, nor sun, nor stars, 
Nor heaven, his full resemblance bears : 
His beauties we can never trace, 

Till we behold him face to face. 

3 Oh, let me climb those higher skies, 
Where storms and darkness never rise : 
There he displays his power abroad, 
And shines, and reigns, the incarnate God. 

793 An ancient morning Psalm. L. M. 

1 O Christ ! with each returning morn 
Thine image to our heart be borne j 
And may we ever clearl}?- see 

Our God and Saviour, Lord, in thee ! 

2 All hallowed be our walk this day j 
May meekness form our early ray, 
And faithful love our noontide light, 
And hope our sunset, calm and bright. 

3 May grace each idle thought control, 
And sanctify our wayward soul ; 
May guile depart, and malice cease. 
And all within be joy and peace. 

4 Our daily course, O Jesus, bless ; 
Make plain the way of holiness : 
From sudden falls our feet defend, 
And cheer at last our journey's end. 



799 " Thou art near, O Lord." L. M. 

1 O Love Divine ! that stooped to share 

Our sharpest pang, our bitterest tear, 
On thee we cast each earth-born care, 
We smile at pain while thou art near. 

2 Though long the weary way we tread, 

And sorrow crown each lingering year, 
No path we shun, no darkness dread, 

Our hearts still whispering, thou art near. 

3 When drooping pleasure turns to grief, 

And trembling faith is changed to fear, 
The murmuring wind, the quivering leaf, 
Shall softly tell us thou art near. 

4 On thee we fling our burdening woe, 

O Love Divine, for ever dear ; 
Content to suffer while we know, 
Living or dying, thou art near ! 

800 John 17 : 24. L. M. 

1 Let me be with thee where thou art, 

My Saviour, my eternal Rest ; 
Then only will this longing heart 
Be fully and for ever blest. 

2 Let me be with thee where thou art, 

Thine unvailed glory to behold ; 
Then only will this wandering heart 
Cease to be false to thee and cold. 

3 Let me be with thee where thou art, 

Where none can die, where none remove j 
There neither death nor life will part 
Me from thy presence and thy love. 

801 11 Give me thine heart." L. M. 

1 Jesus demands this heart of mine, 

Demands my love, my joy, my care j 
But ah ' how dead to things divine, 
How cold my best affections are ! 

2 'Tis sin, alas ! with dreadful power, 

Divides my Saviour from my sight ; 
Oh, for one nappy, cloudless hour 
Of sacred freedom, sweet delight! 

3 Come, gracious Lord ! thy love can raise 

My captive powers from sin and death, 
And fill my heart and life with praise, 
And tune my last expirmg breath. 

802 u I a7n the living bread" L. M. 

1 Away from earth my spirit turns, 

Away from every transient good ; 
With strong desire my bosom burns, 
To feast on heaven's immortal food. 

2 Thou, Saviour, art the living bread ; 

Thou wilt my every want supply : 
By thee sustained, and cheered, and led, 
I'll press through dangers to the skv. 

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3 What though temptations oft distress, 

And sin assails and breaks my peace j 
Thou wilt uphold, and save, and bless, 
And bid the storms of passion cease. 

4 Then let me take thy gracious hand, 

And walk beside thee onward still ; 
Till my glad feet shall safely stand, 
For ever firm on Zion's hill. 

803 ''''How can I keefi from singing?" P. M. 

1 My life flows on in endless song j 

Above earth's lamentation, 
I catch the sweet, though far-off hymn 

That hails a new creation ; 
Through all the tumult and the strife, 

I hear the music ringing ; 
It finds an echo in my soul — 

How can I keep from singing ? 

2 What though my joys and comforts die ? 

The Lord my Saviour liveth ; 
What though the darkness gather round ? 

Songs in the night he giveth ; 
No storm can shake my inmost calm, 

While to that refuge clinging ; 
Since Christ is Lord of heaven and earth, 

How can I keep from singing ? 

3 I lift my eyes ; the cloud grows thin j 

I see the blue above it ; 
And day by day this pathway smooths, 

Since firs"t I learned to love' it ; 
The peace of Christ makes fresh my heart, 

A fountain ever springing ; 
All things are mine since I am his — 

How can I keep from singing ? 

801 4t Closer than a brother P. M. 

1 I've found a friend ; oh, such a friend ! 

He loved me ere I knew him ; 
He drew me with the chords of love, 

And thus he bound me to him. 
And round my heart still closely twine 

Those ties which naught can sever, 
For I am his, and he is mine, 

For ever and for ever. 

2 I've found a friend ; oh, such a friend ! 

He bled, he died to save me ; 
And not alone the gift of life, 

But his own self he gave me. 
Naught that I have my own I call, 

I hold it for the Giver : 
My heart, my strength, my life, my all, 

Are his, and his for ever. 

3 I've found a friend ; oh, such a friend ! 

All power to him is given, 
To guard me on my onward course, 
And bring me safe to heaven. 



The eternal glories gleam afar, 

To nerve my faint endeavor : 
So now to watch, to work, to war. 

And then to rest for ever ! 

805 11 The Saviour died for vie" C. M. 

1 To our Redeemer's glorious name, 

Awake the sacred song ! 
Oh, may his love — immortal flame- 
Tune 'every heart and tongue ! 

2 His love, what mortal thought can reach } 

What mortal tongue display ? 
Imagination's utmost stretch. 
In wonder, dies away. 

3 Dear Lord ! while we adoring pay 

Our humble thanks to thee, 
May every heart with rapture say, — 
" The Saviour died for me ! " 

4 Oh, may the sweet, the blissful theme, 

Fill every heart and tongue, 
Till strangers love thy charming name, 
And join the sacred song. 

8C6 Christ above all. C. M. 

1 Let worldly minds the world pursue— 

It has no charms for me ; 
Once I admired its trifles too, 
But grace hath set me free. 

2 Its joys can now no longer please, 

Nor ev'n content afford : 
Far from my heart be joys like these, 
For I have seen the Lord. 

3 As by the light of opening day 

The stars are all concealed, 
So earthly pleasures fade away 
When Jesus is revealed. 

4 Creatures no more divide my choice— 

I bid them all depart ; 
His name, his love, his gracious voice, 
Have fixed my roving heart. 

5 And may I hope that thou wilt own 

A worthless worm like me ? 
Dear Lord !*I would be thine alone, 
And wholly live to thee. 

807 is precious." C. M. 

1 Blest Jesus ! when my soaring thoughts 

O'er all thy graces rove, 
How is my soul in transport lost, — 
In wonder, joy, and love ! 

2 Not softest strains can charm my ears, 

Like thy beloved name • 
Nor aught beneath the skies inspire 
My heart with equal flame. 



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3 Where'er I look, my wondering eyes 

Unnumbered blessings see ; 
But what is life, with all its bliss, 
If once compared with thee ? 

4 Hast thou a rival in my breast ? 

Search, Lord, for thou canst tell 
If aught can raise my passions thus, 
Or please my soul so well. 

5 No; thou art precious to my heart, 

My portion and my joy : 
For ever let thy boundless grace 
My sweetest thoughts employ. 

808 " Whom have I hut thee ?" CM. 

1 O Lord ! I would delight in thee, 

And on thy care depend ; 
To thee in every trouble flee, 
My best, my only Friend. 

2 When all created streams are dried, 

Thy fullness is the same • 
May I with this be satisfied, 
And glory in thy name ! 

3 No good in creatures can be found, 

But may be found in thee ; 
I must have all things, and abound, 
While God is God to me. 

4 O Lord ! I cast my care on thee ; 

I triumph and adore ; 
Henceforth my great concern shall be 
To love and please thee more. 

809 Strength, Fortress \ Reftige. C M. 

1 Dear Refuge of my weary soul, 

On thee, when sorrows rise, 
On thee, when waves of trouble roll, 
My fainting hope relies. 

2 To thee I tell each rising grief, 

For thou alone canst heal ; 
. Thy word can bring a sweet relief 
For every pain I feel. 

3 But oh, when gloomy doubts prevail, 

I fear to call thee mine ; 
The springs of comfort seem to fail, 
And all my hopes decline. 

4 Yet, gracious God, where shall I flee ? 

Thou art my only trust ; 
And still my soul would cleave to thee, 
Though prostrate in the dust. 

5 Thy mercy-seat is open still, 

Here let my soul retreat, 
With humble hope attend thy will, 
And wait beneath thy feet. 



810 "Whom unseen, we love." CM. 

1 Jesus, these eyes have never seen 

That radiant form of thine ! 
The vail of sense hangs dark between 
Thy blessed face and mine ! 

2 I see thee not, I hear thee not, 

Yet art thou oft with me ; 
And earth hath ne'er so dear a spot, 
As where I meet with thee. 

3 Like some bright dream that comes unsought 

When slumbers o'er me roll, 
Thine image ever fills my thought, 
And charms my ravished soul. 

4 Yet though I have not seen, and still 

Must rest in faith alone ; 
I love thee, dearest Lord ! — and will, 
Unseen, but not unknown. 

5 When death these mortal eyes shall seal, 

And still this throbbing heart, 
The rending vail shall thee reveal, 
All glorious as thou art ! 

811 "Altogether Lovely." CM 

1 My God ! the spring of all my joys, 

The life of my delights, 
The glory of my brightest days, 
And comfort of my nights ! 

2 In darkest shades if he appear, 

My dawning is begun : 
He is my soul's sweet morning star, 
And he my rising sun. 

3 The opening heavens around me shine 

With beams of sacred bliss, 
While Jesus shows his heart is mine, 
And whispers, I am his ! 

4 My soul would leave this heavy clay, 

At that transporting word ; 
Run up with joy the shining way, 
To embrace my dearest Lord ! 

5 Fearless of hell and ghastly death, 

I'd break through ever}^ foe • 
The wings of love and arms of faith 
Should bear me conqueror through. 

812 z Cor. 1 : 22-24. C. M. 

1 Dearest of all the names above, 

My Jesus and my God, 
Who can resist thy heavenly love, 
Or trifle with thy blood ? 

2 'Tis by the merits of thy death 

Thy Father smiles again ; 
'Tis by thine interceding breath 
The* Spirit dwells with men. 



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3 Till God in human flesh I see, 

My thoughts no comfort find : 
The holy, just, and sacred Three 
Are terrors to my mind. 

4 But if Immanuel's face appear, 

My hope, my joy, begin : 
His name forbids my slavish fear j 
His grace removes my sin. 

5 While Jews on their own law rely, 

And Greeks of wisdom boast, 
I love the incarnate Mystery, 
And there I fix my trust. 

813 " To live is Christ^ C. M. 

1 Jesus, who on his glorious throne 

Rules heaven, and earth, and sea, 
Is pleased to claim me for his own 
And give himself to me. 

2 His person fixes all my love, 

His blood removes my fear ; 
And while he pleads for me above, 
His arm preserves me here. 

3 His word of promise is my food, 

His Spirit is my guide ; 
Thus daily is my strength renewed, 
And all my wants supplied. 

4 For him I count as gain each loss, 

Disgrace for him renown ; 
Well may I glo^ in my cross, 
While he prepares my crown. 

814 "He is precious" — iPet.2: 7. C. M. 

1 How sweet the name of Jesus sounds 

In a believer's ear ! 
It soothes his sorrows, heals his wounds, 
And drives away his fear. 

2 It makes the wounded spirit whole. 

And calms the troubled breast j 
'Tis manna to the hungry soul, 
And to the weary, rest". 

3 Jesus ! my Shepherd, Guardian, Friend, 

My Prophet, Priest, and King ; 
My Lord, my Life, my Way, my End, 
Accept the praise I bring. 

4 Weak is the effort of my heart, 

And cold my warmest thought ; 
But when I see thee as thou art, 
I'll praise thee as I ought. 

5 Till then I would thy love proclaim, 

With every fleeting breath ; 
And may the music of thy name, 
Refresh my soul in death. 



815 ' '' His name Jesus." — Matt. 1 : 21. 

1 Jesus ! I love thy charming name, 

'Tis music to mine ear ; 
Fain would I sound it out so loud. 
That earth and heaven should hear. 

2 Yes ! — thou art precious to my soul, 

My transport and my trust ; 
Jewels, to thee, are gaudy toys, 
And gold is sordid dust. 

3 All my capacious powers can wish, 

In thee doth richly meet ; 
Not to mine eyes is light so dear, 
Nor friendship half so sweet. 

4 Thy grace still dwells upon my heart. 

And sheds its fragrance there ; — 
The noblest balm of all its wounds, 
The cordial of its care. 

816 u Jesus only" — Matt. 17 : 8. C. 

1 Jesus, the very thought of thee, 

With sweetness fills my breast : 
But sweeter far thy face to see 
And in thy presence rest. 

2 Nor voice can sing, nor heart can frame, 

Nor can the memory find 
A sweeter sound than thy blest name, 
O Saviour of mankind ! 

3 O Hope of every contrite heart ! 

O Joy of all the meek ! 
To those who fall, how kind thou art ! 
How good to those who seek ! 

4 But what to those who find ? Ah ! this, 

Nor tongue nor pen can show ; 
The love of Jesus, what it is. 
None but his loved ones know. 

5 Jesus, our only joy be thou, 

As thou our prize wilt be ; 
Jesus, be thou our glory now, 
And through eternity. 

817 u Unseen, ive love. 11 o. 

1 Not with our mortal eyes 

Have we* beheld the Lord ; 
Yet we rejoice to hear his name ; 
And love him in his word. 

2 On earth we want the sight 

Of our Redeemer's face ; 
Yet, Lord, our inmost thoughts delight 
To dwell upon ttry grace. 

3 And when we taste thy love, 

Our joys divinely grow 
Unspeakable, like those above, 
And heaven begins below. 



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818 u Jesus, my strength" S. M. 

1 Jesus, my strength, my hope, 

On thee I cast my care. 
With humble confidence look up, 
And know thou hear'st my prayer. 

2 Give me on thee to wait, 

Till I can all things do ; 
On thee, almighty to create, 
Almighty to renew. 

3 I want a sober mind, 

A self-renouncing will, 
That tramples down, and casts behind 
The lures of pleasing ill ; — 

4 A soul inured to pain, 

To hardship, grief and loss, 
Bold to take up, firm to sustain 
The consecrated cross 5 — 

5 I want a godly fear, 

A quick-discerning eye. 
That looks to thee when sin is near, 
And sees the tempter fly ; — 

6 A spirit still prepared, 

And armed with jealous care, 
For ever standing on its guard, 
And watching unto prayer. 

819 " The Master is come" S. M. 

1 Dear Lord and Master mine ! 

Thy happy servant see ; 
My Conqueror ! with what joy divine 
Thy captive clings to thee ! 

2 I would not walk alone, 

But still with thee, my God, 
At every step my blindness own, 
And ask of thee the road. 

3 The weakness I enjoy 

That casts me on thy breast : 
The conflicts that thy strength employ 
Make me divinely blest. 

4 Dear Lord and Master mine ! 

Still keep thy servant true ; 
My Guardian and my Guide divine ! 
Bring, bring thy pilgrim through. 

5 My Conqueror and my King ! 

Still keep me in thy train ; 
And with thee thy glad captive bring 
When thou return'st to reign. 

820 " Jesus is my Friend." S. M. 
1 Since Jesus is my friend, 

And I to him belong, 
It matters not what foes intend, 
However fierce and strong. 



2 He whispers in my breast 

Sweet words of holy cheer, 
How they who seek in God their rest 
Shall ever find him near ;— 

3 How God hath built above 

A city fair and new, 
Where~eye and heart shall see and prove 
What faith has counted true. 

4 My heart for gladness springs j 

It cannot more be sad ; 
For very joy it smiles and sings, — 
Sees naught but sunshine glad. 

5 The sun that lights mine eyes 

Is Christ, the Lord I love ; 
I sing for joy of that which lies 
Stored up for me above. 

821 » Whom have I but thee." S. M. 

1 My God, my Life, my Love, 

To thee, to thee I call ; 
I cannot live, if thou remove, 
For thou art all in all. 

2 To thee, and thee alone, 

The angels owe their bliss : 
They sit around thy gracious throne, 
And dwell where Jesus is. 

3 Not all the harps above 

Can make a heavenly place, 
If God his residence remove, 
Or but conceal his face. 

4 Nor earth, nor all the sky, 

Can one delight afford — 
No, not a drop of real joy 
Without thy presence, Lord. 

5 Thou art the sea of love, 

Where all my pleasures roll ; 
The circle where my passions move, 
And centre of my soul, 

822 ** To live is Christ." S. M. 

1 For me to live is Christ, 

To die is endless gain, 
For him I gladly bear the cross, 
And welcome grief and pain. 

2 Faithful may I endure, 

And hear my Saviour say, 
Thrice welcome home, beloved child, 
Inherit endless day ! 

3 A pilgrimage my lot, 

My home is in the skies, 
I nightly pitch my tent below, 
And daily higher rise. 



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4 My journey soon will end, 

My scrip and staff laid down ; 
Oh, tempt me not with earthly toys, 
I go to wear a crown. 

823 ^''Closer than a brother." 8, 7* 

1 One there is, above all others, 

Well deserves the name of Friend ; 
His is love beyond a brother's, 
Costly, free, and knows no end. 

2 Which of all our friends, to save us. 

Could or would have shed his blood ? 
But our Jesus died to have us 
Reconciled in him to God. 

3 When he lived on earth abased, 

Friend of sinners was his name ; 
Now above all glory raised, 
He rejoices in the same. 

4 Oh, for grace our hearts to soften, 

Teach us, Lord, at length, to love j 
We, alas ! forget too often 
What a friend we have above. 

824 " Jesus only. ."—Matt. 17 .: 8. 8,7. 

1 Jesus only, when the morning 

Beams upon the path I tread j 
Jesus only, when the darkness 
Gathers round my weary head. 

2 Jesus only, when the billows 

Cold and sullen o'er me roll ; 
Jesus only, when the trumpet 

Rends the tomb and wakes the soul. 

3 Jesus only, when, adoring. 

Saints their crowns before him bring ; 
Jesus only, I will, joyous, 
Through eternal ages sing. , 

825 None but Jesus. 8, 7. 

1 None but Christ : his merit hides me, 

He was faultless — I am fair ; 
None but Christ, his wisdom guides me, 
He was out-cast — I'm his care. 

2 None but Christ : his Spirit seals me, 

Gives me freedom, with control ; 
None but Christ, his bruising heals me, 
And his sorrow soothes my soul. 

3 None but Christ : his life sustains me, 

Strength and song to me he is ; 
None but Christ, his love constrains me, 
He is mine and I am his. 

826 "With you always." 8,7. 
1 Always with us, always with us — 

Words of cheer and words of love ; 
Thus the risen Saviour whispers, 
From his dwelling-place above. 



2 With us when we toil in sadness. 

Sowing much and reaping none ; 
Telling us that in the future 
Golden harvests shall be won. 

3 With us when the storm is sweeping 

O'er our pathway dark and drear • 
Waking hope within our bosoms, 
Stilling every anxious fear. 

4 With us in the lonely valley, 

When we cross the chilling stream • 
Lighting up the steps to glory 
With salvation's radiant beam. 

827 "Finish thy new creation?' 8, J. D. 

1 Love divine, all love excelling, — 

Joy of heaven, to earth come down ! 
Fix in us thy humble dwelling, 

All thy faithful mercies crown : 
Jesus ! thou art all compassion, 

Pure, unbounded love thou art j 
Visit us with thy salvation, 

Enter every trembling heart. 

2 Breathe, oh, breathe thy loving Spirit 

Into every troubled breast ! 
Let us all in thee inherit, 

Let us find thy promised rest : 
Come, almighty to deliver, 

Let us all thy life receive ! 
Speedily return, and never, 

Never more thy temples leave ! 

3 Finish then thy new creation, 

Pure, unspotted may we be : 
Let us see our whole salvation 

Perfectly secured by thee ! 
Changed from glory into glory, 

Till in heaven we take our place ; 
Till we cast our crowns before thee, 

Lost in wonder, love, and praise. 

828 Seamen.— Mark 4 : 38. 8, 7. D. 

1 Tossed upon life's raging billow, 

Sweet it is, O Lord ! to know 
Thou didst press a sailor's pillow, 

And canst feel a sailor's woe ; 
Never slumbering, never sleeping, 

Though the night be dark and drear, 
Thou the faithful watch art keeping ; 

" All, all's well," thy constant cheer. 

2 And though loud the wind is howling, 

Fierce though flash the lightnings red, 
Darkly though the storm-cloud's scowling 1 

O'er the sailor's anxious head j — 
Thou canst calm the raging ocean, 

All its noise and tumult still, 
Hush the tempest's wild commotion, 

At the bidding of thy will. 



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3 Thus my heart the hope will cherish, 

While to thee I lift mine eye, 
Thou wilt save me ere I perish, 

Thou wilt hear the sailor's cry : 
And though mast and sail be riven, 

Soon life's voyage will be o'er ; 
Safely moored in heaven's wide haven, 

Storm and tempest vex no more. 

829 Philippians i : 23. 8. D. 

1 Ye angels ! who stand round the throne, 

And view my Immanuel's face, — 
In rapturous songs make him known, 

Oh, tune your soft harps to his praise : 
He formed you the spirits you are, 

So happy, so noble, so good ; 
When others sank down in despair, 

Confirmed by his power, ye stood. 

2 Ye saints ! who stand nearer than they, 

And cast your bright crowns at his teet, 
His grace and his glory display, 

And all his rich mercy repeat ; 
He snatched you from hell and the grave, 

He ransomed from death and despair : 
For you he was mighty to save, 

Almighty to bring you safe there. 

3 Oh, when will the period appear 

W T hen I shall unite in your song? 
I'm weary of lingering here, 

And I to your Saviour belong ! 
I want — oh, I want to be there, 

To sorrow and sin bid adieu — 
Your joy and your friendship to share — 

To wonder, and worship with you ! 

830 " Whom unseen we love." S. D 

1 My Saviour, whom absent I love, 

Whom, not having seen, I adore, 
Whose name is exalted above 

All glory, dominion, and power, — 
Dissolve thou those bands that detain 

My soul from her portion in thee ; 
Ah, strike off this adamant chain, 

And make me eternally free ! 

2 When that happy era begins, 

When arrayed in thy glories I shine, 
Nor grieve any more, by my sins, 

The bosom on which I recline, 
Oh, then shall the vail be removed, 

And round me thy brightness be poured ! 
I shall meet him, whom absent I loved, 

I shall see, whom unseen 1 adored. 

3 And then, nevermore shall the fears, 

The trials, temptations, and woes, 
Which darken this valley of tears, 
Intrude on my blissful repose : 



To Jesus, the crown of my hope, 

My soul is in haste to be gone ; 
Oh, bear me, ye cherubim, up, 

And waft me away to his throne ! 

831 " Whom have I but thee ? " o. 

1 How tedious and tasteless the hours, 

When Jesus no longer I see ! 
The woodlands, the fields, and the flowers, 
Have lost all their sweetness to me. 

2 His name yields the richest perfume, 

And softer than music his voice ; 
His presence can banish my gloom, 
And bid all within me rejoice. 

3 Dear Lord ! if indeed I am thine, 

And thou art my light and my song ; 
Say, why do I languish and pine, 
And why are my winters so long ? 

4 Oh, drive these dark clouds from the sky, 

Thy soul-cheering presence restore ; 
Or bid me soar upward on high, 
Where winters and storms are no more, 

832 " Ministering Spirits." — Heb.i: 14. 8. 

1 Inspirer and hearer of prayer, 

Thou Shepherd and Guardian of thine, 
My all to thy covenant care 
I sleeping or waking resign. 

2 If thou art my shield and my sun, 

The night is no darkness to me ; 
And, fast as my moments roll on, 
They bring me but nearer to thee. 

3 Thy ministering spirits descend 

To watch while thy saints are asleep ; 
By day and by night they attend, 
The heirs of salvation to keep. 

4 Bright seraphs, despatched from the throne, 

Repair to their stations assigned j 
And angels elect are sent down, 
To guard the redeemed of mankind. 

5 Their worship no interval knows ; 

Their fervor is still on the wing ; 
And, while they protect my repose, 
They chant to the praise of my King. 

6 I, too, at the season ordained. 

Their chorus for ever shall join, 
And love and adore, without end, 
Their faithful Creator and mine. 

833 11 Altogether lovely — Rev. 1 : 5, 6. 8. 
1 My gracious Redeemer I love, 

His praises aloud I'll proclaim : 
And join with the armies above, 
To shout his adorable name. 



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2 To gaze on his glories divine 

Shall be my eternal employ j 
To see them incessantly shine, 
My boundless, ineffable joy. 

3 He freely redeemed with his blood, 

My soul from the confines of hell, 
To live on the smiles of my God, 
And in his sweet presence to dwell : — 

4 To shine with the angels in light, 

With saints and with seraphs to sing, 
To view, with eternal delight, 
My Jesus, my Saviour, my King ! 

834 "/ need thee!" 7, 6. D. 

1 I need thee, precious Jesus, 

For I am very poor ; 
A stranger and a pilgrim, 

I have no earthly store : 
I need the love of Jesus 

To cheer me on my way, 
To guide my doubting footsteps, 

To be my strength and stay. 

2 I need thee, precious Jesus, 

I need a friend like thee, 
A friend to soothe and pity, 

A friend to care for me : 
I need the heart of Jesus 

To feel each anxious care, 
To tell my every trial, 

And all my sorrows share. 

3 I need thee, precious Jesus, 

I need thee, day by day, 
To fill me with tlry fullness, 

To lead me on my way • 
I need thy Holy Spirit 

To teach me what I am, 
To show me more of Jesus, 

And point me to the Lamb. 

4 I need thee, precious Jesus, 

And hope to see thee soon 
Encircled with the rainbow, 

And seated on thy throne • 
There, with thy blood-bought children, 

My joy shall ever be 
To sing thy praises, Jesus, 

To gaze, my Lord, on thee. 

835 " Without Me , nothing." J, 6. D. 
i I know no life divided, 

O Lord of life ! from thee ; 
In thee is life provided 

For all mankind, for me; 
I know no death, O Jesus i 

Because I live in thee ; 
Thy death it is which frees us 

From death eternally, 



2 I fear no tribulation, 

Since, whatsoe'er it be, 
It makes no separation m 

Between my Lord and me ; 
If thou, my God and Teacher ! 

Vouchsafe to be my own, 
Though poor, I shall be richer 

Than monarch on his throne. 

836 14 He hath borne our griefs" 7> 6. D« 

1 I lay my sins on Jesus, 

The spotless Lamb of God ; 
He bears them all, and frees us 

From the accursed load j 
I bring my guilt to Jesus, 

To wash my crimson stains 
White in his blood most precious, 

Till not a spot remains. 

2 I lay my wants on Jesus ; 

All fullness dwells in him j 
He healeth my diseases, 

He doth my soul redeem : 
I lay my griefs on Jesus, 

My burdens and my cares ; 
He from them all releases, 

He all my sorrows shares. 

3 I rest my soul on Jesus, 

This weary soul of mine ; 
His right hand me embraces, 

I on his breast recline : 
I love the name of Jesus, 

Immanuel, Christ, the Lord ; 
Like fragrance on the breezes, 

His name abroad is poured. 

4 I long to be like Jesus, 

Meek, loving, lowly, mild ; 
I long to be like Jesus, 

The Father's holy child : 
I long to be with Jesus 

Amid the heavenly throng, 
To sing with saints his praises, 

And learn the angels' song. 

837 11 God, our Saviour '." 7» 6. D. 

1 To thee, my God and Saviour ! 

My heart "exulting sings. 
Rejoicing in thy favor. 

Almighty King of kings ! 
I'll celebrate thy glory, 

With all thy saints above, 
And tell the joyful story 

Of thy redeeming love. 

2 Soon as the morn, with roses 

Bedecks the dewy east, 
And when the sun reposes 
Upon the ocean's breast, 



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My voice, in supplication, 
Well-pleased the Lord shall hear ; 

Oh, grant me thy salvation, 
And to my soul draw near. 

3 By thee, through life supported, 

I'll pass the dangerous road, 
With heavenly hosts escorted, 

Up to thy bright abode ; 
Then cast my crown before thee, 

And, all my conflicts o'er, 
Unceasingly adore thee : — 

W£at could an angel more ? 

838 4 '/ will come to you. 1 1 II. 

1 Come, Jesus, Redeemer, abide thou with me; 
Come, gladden my spirit that waiteth for 

thee ; 

Thy smile every shadow shall chase from my 
heart, 

And soothe every sorrow though keen be the 
smart. 

2 Without thee but weakness, with thee I am 

strong ; 

By day thou shalt lead me, by night be my 
song, 

Though dangers surround me, I still every 
fear, 

Since thou, the Most Mighty, my Helper, art 
near. 

3 Thy love, oh, how faithful ! so tender, so 

pure ! 

Thy promise, faith's anchor, how steadfast 
and sure ! 

That love, like sweet sunshine, my cold heart 
can warm, 

That promise make steady my soul in the 
storm. 

4 Breathe, breathe on my spirit, oft ruffled, thy 

peace : 

From restless, vain wishes, bid thou my heart 
cease ; 

In thee all its longings henceforward shall end, 
Till, glad, to thy presence my soul shall 
ascend. 

5 Oh, then, blessed Jesus, who once for me 

died, 

Made clean in the fountain that gushed from 
thy side, 

I shall see thy full glory, thy face shall behold, 
And praise thee with raptures for ever untold ! 

839 u Distresses 'for Chris? s sake. ." II. 
i For what shall I praise thee, my God and my 

King, 

For what blessings the tribute of gratitude 
bring ? 



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Shall I praise thee for pleasure, for health, or 
for ease. 

For the sunshine of youth, for the garden of 
peace ? 

2 For this I should praise ; but if only for this. 
I should leave half untold the donation of 

bliss ! 

I thank thee for sickness, for sorrow, and care, 
For the thorns I have gathered, the anguish 
I bear ; — 

3 For nights of anxiety, watching, and tears, 
A present of pain, a prospective of fears ; 

I praise thee, I bless thee, my Lord and my 
God, 

For the good and the evil thy hand hath be- 
stowed ! 

840 Love and assurance. — Jer. 23 : 6. II. 

1 I once was a stranger to grace and to God ; 

I knew not my danger, and felt not my load ; 
Though friends spoke in rapture of Christ on 
the tree, 

Jehovah, my Saviour, seemed nothing to me. 

2 When free grace awoke me by light from on 

high, 

Then legal fears shook me : I trembled to die: 
No refuge, no safety, in self could I see : 
Jehovah, thou only my Saviour must be ! 

3 My terrors all vanished before his sweet name : 
My guilty fears banished, with boldness I 

came 

To drink at the fountain, so copious and free : 
Jehovah, my Saviour, is all things to me. 

4 Jehovah, the Lord, is my treasure and boast ; 
Jehovah, my Saviour, I ne'er can be lost ; 

In thee I shall conquer, by flood and by field, 
Jehovah my anchor, Jehovah my shield ! 

841 41 Looking unto Jesus. ." — Heb. 12: 2. II. 

1 O eyes that are weary, and hearts that are 

sore ! 

Look off unto Jesus, now sorrow no more ! 
The light of his countenance shineth so bright, 
That here, as in heaven, there need be no 
night. 

2 While looking to Jesus, my heart cannot fear ; 
I tremble no more when I see Jesus near ; 

I know that his presence my safeguard will be, 
For, 44 Why are you troubled?" he saith 
unto me. 

3 Still looking to Jesus, oh, may I be found, 
When Jordan's dark Waters encompass me 

round : 

They bear me away in his presence to be : 
I see him still nearer whom always 1 see. 

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4 Then, then shall I know the full beauty and 
grace 

Of Jesus, my Lord, when I stand face to face; 
Shall know how his love went before me each 
day, 

And wonder that ever my eyes turned away. 

842 " Jesus, my Lord? " 6, 4. 

1 Jesus, thy name I love, 
All other names above, 

Jesus, my Lord ! 
Oh, thou art all to me ! 
Nothing to please I see, 
Nothing apart from thee, 

Jesus, my Lord I 

2 Thou, blessed Son of God, 
Hast bought me with thy blood, 

Jesus, my Lord ! 
Oh, how great is thy love, 
All other loves above, 
Love that I daily prove , 

Jesus, my Lord ! 

3 When unto thee I flee, 
Thou wilt my refuge be, 

Jesus, my Lord I 
What need I now to fear ? 
What earthly grief or care ? 
Since thou art ever near ? 

Jesus, my Lord 1 

4 Soon thou wilt come again I 
I shall be happy then, 

Jesus, my Lord ! 
Then thine own face I'll see. 
Then I shall like thee be, 
Then evermore with thee, 

Jesus, my Lord I 

843 A faithful friend.— Ps. 37: 25, 6, 4. 
3 Now I have found a Friend 

Whose love shall never end ; 

Jesus is mine. 
Though earthly joys decrease, 
Though human friendships cease, 
Now I have lasting peace ; 

Jesus is mine. 

2 Though I grow poor and old, 
He will my faith uphold ; 

Jesus is mine. 
He shall my wants supply ; 
His precious blood is nigh, 
Naught can my hope destroy ; 

Jesus is mine. 

3 When earth shall pass away, 
In the great judgment day, 

Jesus is mine. 



Oh, what a glorious thing 
Then to behold my King, 
On tuneful harps to sing, 
Jesus is mine. 

4 Father ! thy name I bless ; 
Thine was the sovereign grace ; 

Praise shall be thine ; 
Spirit of holiness ! 
Sealing the Father's grace, 
Thou mad' st m3' soul embrace 

Jesus as mine. 

844 "Look unto Me" — /ra. 45.2 

1 My faith looks up to thee, 
Thou lamb of Calvary, 

Saviour divine ! 
Now hear me while I pray, 
Take all my guilt away, 
Oh, let me from this day 

Be wholly thine ! 

2 May thy rich grace impart 
Strength to my fainting heart ; 

My zeal inspire ; 
As thou hast died for me, 
Oh, may my love to thee 
Pure, w r arm, and changeless be, 

A living fire. 

3 While life's dark maze I tread, 
And griefs around me spread, 

Be thou my guide ; 
Bid darkness turn to day, 
Wipe sorrow's tears away, 
Nor let me ever stray 

From thee aside! 

4 When ends life's transient dream. 
When death's cold, sullen stream 

Shall o'er me roll, 
Blest Saviour ! then, in love, 
Fear and distrust remove ; 
Oh, bear me safe above, 
A ransomed soul ! 

845 u Jesus only" — Heb. 12 : 2. 

1 Saviour, I look to thee, 
Be not thou far from me, 

'Mid storms that lower : 
On me thy care bestow, 
Thy loving-kindness show, 
Thine arms around me throw 

This trying hour. 

2 Saviour, I look to thee, 
Feeble as infancy, 

Gird up my heart : 
Author of life and light, 
Thou hast an arm of might, 
Thine is the sovereign right, 

Thy strength impart. 



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3 Saviour, 1 look to thee, 
Let me thy fullness see, 

Save me from fear ; 
While at thy cross I kneel, 
All my backslid ings heal, 
And a free pardon seal, 

My soul to cheer. 

4 Saviour, I look to thee, 
Thine shall the glory be, 

Hearer of prayer : 
Thou art my only aid, 
On thee my soul is stayed, 
Naught can my heart invade, 

While thou art near. 

846 Genesis 28 : 10-22. 6, 4. 

1 Nearer, my God, to thee. 

Nearer to thee ! 
Ev'n though it be a cross 

That raiseth me ! 
Still all my song shall be, 
Nearer, my God, to thee, 

Nearer to thee ! 

2 Though like a wanderer, 

The sun gone down, 
Darkness be over me, 

My rest a stone, 
Yet in my dreams I'd be 
Nearer, my God, to thee, 
. Nearer to thee ! 

3 There let the way appear, 

Steps unto heaven ; 
All that thou sendest me, 

In mercy given • 
Angels to beckon me 
Nearer, my God, to thee, 

Nearer to thee ! 

4 Then, with my waking thoughts 

Bright with thy praise, 
Out of my stony griefs 

Bethel I'll raise ; 
So by my woes to be 
Nearer, my God, to thee, 

Nearer to thee ! 

5 Or if, on joyful wing 

Cleaving the sky, 
Sun, moon and stars forgot, 

Upward I fly, 
Still all my song shall be, 
Nearer, my God, to thee, 

Nearer to thee ! 

847 " Lovest thou me ? " — John 21 : 17. O. 4> 
1 More love to thee, O Christ ! 

More love to thee ! 
Hear thou the prayer I make. 
On bended knee j 



This is my earnest plea,— 
More love, O Christ ! to thee, 
More love to thee ! 

2 Once earthly joy I craved, 

Sought peace and rest j 
Now thee alone I seek, 

Give what is best : 
This all my prayer shall be, — 
More love, O Christ, to thee, 

More love to thee ! 

3 Let sorrow do its work, 

Send grief and pain ; 
Sweet are thy messengers, 

Sweet their refrain, 
When they can sing with me, — 
More love, O Christ, to thee, 

More love to thee ! 

4 Then shall my latest breath 

Whisper thy praise ; 
This be the parting cry 

My heart shall raise, — 
This still its prayer shall be, — 
More love, O Christ ! to thee, 

More love to thee ! 

848 "A way they knew not." 

1 Saviour ! I follow on. 

Guided by thee, 
Seeing not yet the hand 

That leadeth me ; 
Hushed be my heart and still, 
Fear I no further ill, 
Only to meet thy will 

My will shall be. 

2 Riven the rock for me 

Thirst to relieve, 
Manna from heaven falls 

Fresh every eve ; 
Never a want severe 
Causeth my eye a tear, 
But thou dost whisper near, 

" Only believe ! " 

3 Often to Marah's brink 

Have I been brought ; 
Shrinking the cup to drink, 

Help I have sought ; 
And with the prayer's ascent, 
Jesus the branch hath rent, 
Quickly relief hath sent, 

Sweetening the draught. 

4 Saviour ! I long to walk 

Closer with thee ; 
Led by thy guiding hand, 
Ever to be ; 



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Constantly near thy side, 
Quickened and purified, 
Living" for him who died 
Freely for me ! 

849 tl Jesus is mine.''' 1 — Cant. 2 : 16. 6, 4. 

1 Fade, fade, each earthly joy ; 

Jesus is mine ! 
Break, every tender tie ; 

Jesus is mine : 
Dark is the wilderness ; 
Earth has no resting-place j 
Jesus alone can bless j 

Jesus is mine. 

2 Tempt not my soul away ; 

Jesus is mine : 
Here would I ever stay ; 

Jesus is mine : 
Perishing things of clay 
Born but for one brief day, 
Pass from my heart away, 

Jesus is mine. 

3 Farewell, ye dreams of night, 

Jesus is mine : 
Lost in this dawning bright, 

Jesus is mine : 
All that my soul has tried, 
Left but a dismal void ; 
Jesus has satisfied ; 

Jesus is mine. 

4 Farewell, mortality ; 

Jesus is mine : 
Welcome, eternity • 

Jesus is mine : 
Welcome, O loved and blest ! 
Welcome, sw T eet scenes of rest ; 
Welcome, my Saviour's breast j 

Jesus is mine ! 

850 " He is precious? 1 C. P. M. 

1 Oh, could I speak the matchless worth, 
Oh, could I sound the glories forth, 

Which in my Saviour shine ! 
I'd soar, and touch the heavenly strings, 
A nd vie with Gabriel while he sings 

In notes almost divine. 

2 I'd sing the precious blood he spilt, 
My ransom from the dreadful guilt, 

Of sin and wrath divine ! 
I'd sing his glorious righteousness, 
In which all-perfect heavenly dress 

My soul shall ever shine. 

3 I'd sing the characters he bears, 
And all the forms of love he wears, 

Exalted on his throne : 
In loftiest songs of sweetest praise, 
I would to everlasting days 

Make all his glories known. 



4 Well— the delightful day will come, 
When my dear Lord will bring me home 

And I shall see his face : 
Then with my Saviour, Brother, Friend, 
A blest eternity I'll spend. 

Triumphant in his grace 

851 The Incarnation. C. P. M. 

1 Oh, let your mingling voices rise 
In grateful rapture to the skies, 

And hail a Saviour's birth ; 
Let songs of joy the day proclaim, 
When Jesus all-triumphant came 

To bless the sons of earth. 

2 He came to bid the weary rest ; 

To heal the sinner's wounded breast ; 

To bind the broken heart ; 
To spread the light of truth around ; 
And to the world's remotest bound, 

The heavenly gift impart. 

3 He came our trembling souls to save, 
From sin, from sorrow, and the grave, 

And chase our fears away ; 
Victorious over death and time, 
To lead us to a happier clime, 

Where reigns eternal day. 

852 Psalm 23. 7> 61. 

1 Shepherd ! with thy tenderest love, 
Guide me to thy fold above ; 

Let me hear thy gentle voice ; 
More and more in thee rejoice ; 
From thy fullness grace receive, 
Ever in thy Spirit live. 

2 Filled by thee my cup o'erflows, 
For thy "love no limit knows : 
Guardian angels, ever nigh, 
Lead and draw my soul on high ; 
Constant to my latest end, 
Thou my footsteps wilt attend. 

3 Jesus, with thy presence blest, 
Death is life, and labor rest ; 
Guide me while I draw my breath, 
Guard me through the gate of death, 
And at last, oh, let me stand, 

With the sheep at thy right hand. 

853 » Only thee."— Phil. 3:8. 7, 61. 
1 Blessed Saviour ! thee I love, 

All my other joys above ; 

All my hopes in thee abide, 

Thou my hope, and naught beside : 

Ever let my glo^ be, 

Only, only, only thee. 



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2 Once again beside the cross, 
All my gain I count but loss ; 
Earthly pleasures fade away, — 
Clouds they are that hide my day : 
Hence, vain shadows ! let me see 
Jesus crucified for me. 

3 Blessed Saviour, thine am I, 
Thine to live, and thine to die ; 
Height or depth, or earthly power, 
Ne'er shall hide my Saviour more : 
Ever shall my glory be 

Only, only, only thee ! 

854 " How much I owe." 1,1 

1 Chosen not for good in me, 
Waked from coming wrath to flee, 
Hidden in the Saviour's side, 

By the Spirit sanctified — 

Teach me, Lord, on earth to show, 

By my love, how much I owe. 

2 Oft I walk beneath the cloud, 
Dark as midnight's gloomy shroud : 
But, when fear is at the height, 
Jesus comes, and all is light ; 
Blessed Jesus ! bid me show 
Doubting saints how much I owe. 

3 Oft the nights of sorrow reign — 
Weeping, sickness, sighing, pain ; 
But a night thine anger burns — 
Morning comes, and joy returns : 
God of comforts ! bid me show 
To thy poor how much I owe. 

4 When in flowery paths I tread, 
Oft by sin I'm captive led : 
Oft I fall, but still arise— 
Jesus comes — the tempter flies : 
Blessed Jesus ! bid me show 
Weary sinners all I owe. 

855 il He first loved us." — John 4 : 

1 Saviour ! teach me, day by day, 
Love's sweet lesson to obey ; 
Sweeter lesson cannot be, 
Loving him who first loved me. 

2 With a childlike heart of love, 
At thy bidding may I move ; 
Prompt to serve and follow thee, 
Loving him who first loved me. 

3 Teach me all thy steps to trace, 
Strong to follow in thy grace ; 
Learning how to love from thee, 
Loving him who first loved me. 



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4 Love in loving finds employ — 
In obedience all her joy ; 
Ever new that joy will be. 
Loving him who first loved me. 

5 Thus may I rejoice to show 
That I feel the love I owe ; 
Singing, till thy face I see, 

Of his love who first loved me. 

856 Psalm 1 -3 1. 

1 Lord, if thou thy grace impart, 
Poor in spirit, meek in heart, 

I shall as my Master be, — 
Rooted in humility ! 

2 Simple, teachable, and mild, 
Changed into a little child ; 
Pleased with all the Lord provides, 
Weaned from all the world besides. 

3 Father, fix my soul on thee ; 
Every evil let me flee ; 
Nothing want, beneath, above, 
Happy in thy precious love. 

4 Oh, that all may seek and find 
Every good in Jesus joined ! 
Him let Israel still adore, 
Trust him, praise him evermore. 

857 «/ am what I am." 

1 Blessed fountain, full of grace ! 

Grace for sinners, grace for me, 
To this source alone I trace 
What I am and hope to be. 

2 What I am, as one redeemed, 

Saved and rescued by the Lord j 
Hating what I once esteemed. 
Loving what I once abhorred. 

3 What I hope to be ere long, 

When I take my place above ; 
When I join the heavenly throng ; 
When I see the God of love. 

4 Then I hope like him to be, 

Who redeemed his saints from sin, 
Whom I now obscurely see, 
Through a vail that stands between. 

5 Blessed fountain, full of grace ! 

Grace for sinners, grace for me ; 
To this source alone I trace 
What I am , and hope to be. 

858 11 Altogether Lovely." 
1 Earth has nothing sweet or fair, 

Lovely forms or beauties rare, 
But before my eyes they bring 
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2 When the morning paints the skies. 
When the golden sunbeams rise, 
Then my Saviour's form I find 
Brightly imaged on my mind. 

3 When the star-beams pierce the night, 
Oft I think on Jesus' light, 

Think how bright that light will be, 
Shining through eternity. 

4 Come, Lord Jesus ! and dispel 
This dark cloud in which I dwell, 
And to me the power impart 

To behold thee as thou art. 

859 VK Immanuel" — Isa.j: 14. 7- 

1 Sweeter sounds than music knows 

Charm me in Immanuel's name • 
All her hopes my spirit owes 
To his birth, and cross, and shame. 

2 When he came, the angels sung, 

14 Glory be to God on high : " 
Lord, unloose m}* stammering tongue ; 
Who should louder sing than I ? 

3 Did the Lord a man become. 

That he might the law fulfill, 
Bleed and suffer in my room, — 
And canst thou, my tongue, be still ? 

4 No : I must my praises bring, 

Though they worthless are, and weak ; 
For should I refuse to sing. 
Sure the very stones would speak. 

5 O my Saviour ! Shield and Sun, 

Shepherd, Brother, Lord, and Friend — 
Every precious name in one ! 
I will love thee without end. 

860 kk To live is Christ ."—Phil. 1 : 21. 7- 

1 Christ, of all my hopes the Ground, 

Christ, the Spring of all my joy, 
Still in thee let me be found, 
Still for thee my powers employ. 

2 Fountain of o'erflowing grace ! 

Freely from thy fullness give • 
Till I close my earthly race, 
Be it 4 k Christ for me to live ! " 

3 Firmly trusting in thy blood, 

Nothing shall my heart confound ; 
Safely I shall pass the flood, 
Safely reach Immanuel's ground. 

4 When I touch the blessed shore, 

Back the closing waves shall roll ! 
Death's dark stream shall nevermore 
Part from thee my ravished soul. 



5 Thus, — oh, thus an entrance give 
To the land of cloudless sky ; 
Having known it kk Christ to live," 
Let me know it " gain to die." 

861 "Thy boundless love." L. M. t 

1 Jesus, thy boundless love to me 

No thought can reach, no tongue declare 
Oh, knit my thankful heart to thee, 

And reign without a rival there : 
Thine wholly, thine alone, I am ; 
Be thou alone my constant flame. 

2 Oh, grant that nothing in mv soul 

May dwell, but thy pure love alone : 
Oh, may thy love possess me whole, — 

My joy, my treasure, and my crown : 
Strange "flames far from my heart remove ; 
My even* act, word, thought, be love. 

3 O Love ! how cheering is thy ray ! 

All pain before thy presence flies ; 
Care, anguish, sorrow, melt away, 
Where'er thy healing beams arise : 

[esus ! nothing ma}* I see, 
Nothing desire, or seek but thee ! 

4 In suffering be thy love my peace ; 

In weakness be thy love my power , 
And when the storms of life shall cease, 

Jesus, in that important hour, 
In death as life be thou my guide, 
And save me, who for me hast died. 

862 "My Strength, my Tou-er." L. M. 6 

1 Thee will I love, my Strength, my Tower ! 

Thee will I love, my Joy, my Crown ; 
Thee will I love, with all my power, 

In all thy works, and thee alone : 
Thee will I love, till the pure fire 
Fill my whole soul with chaste desire. 

2 I thank thee, uncreated Sun ! 

That thy bright beams on me have sinned 

1 thank thee, who hast overthrown 

My foes, and healed my wounded mind : 
I thank thee, whose enlivening voice 
Bids my freed heart in thee rejoice. 

3 L T phold me In the doubtful race, 

Nor suffer me again to stray ; 
Strengthen my feet, with steady pace 

Still to press forward in thy way ; 
That all my powers, with all their might, 
In thy sole glory may unite. 

4 Thee will I love, my Joy, my Crown ! 

Thee will I love, my Lord, my God ! 
Thee will I love, beneath thy frown 

Or smile, thy sceptre or thy rod. 
What though my heart and flesh decay ? 
Thee shall I love in endless day. 



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863 "All fullness."— Col. 1: 19. L. M. 61. 

1 Jesus, thou source of calm repose, 

All fullness dwells in thee divine ; 
Our strength, to quell the proudest foes ; 

Our light, in deepest gloom to shine ; 
Thou art our fortress, strength and tower, 
Our trust and portion, evermore. 

2 Jesus, our Comforter thou art ; 

Our rest in toil, our ease in pain ; 
The balm to heal each broken heart, 

In storms our peace, in loss our gain ; 
Our joy, beneath the worlding's frown j 
In shame, our glory and our crown ; — 

3 In want, our plentiful supply ; 

In weakness, our almighty power ; 
In bonds, our perfect liberty • 

Our refuge in temptation's hour ; 
Our comfort, amidst grief and thrall ; 
Our life in death • our all in all. 

864 " Just such as /." L. M. 61. 

1 As oft with worn and weary feet, 

We tread earth's rugged valley o'er, 
The thought, how comforting and sweet, 

Christ trod this very path before ! 
Our wants and weaknesses he knows, 
From life's first dawning till its close. 

2 If Satan tempt our hearts to stray, 

And whisper evil things within, 
So did he in the desert way, 

Assail our Lord with thoughts of sin : 
When worn, and in a feeble hour, 
The tempter came with all his power. 

3 Just such as I, this earth he trod, 

With every human ill but sin ; 
And, though indeed the very God, 

As I am now, so he has been ; 
My God, my Saviour ! look on me 
With pity, love, and sympathy. 

865 The Solid Rock. L. M. 61. 

1 My hope is built on nothing less 
Than Jesus' blood and righteousness ; 
I dare not trust the sweetest frame, 
But wholly lean on Jesus' name : 

On Christ, the solid rock, I stand ; 
All other ground is sinking sand. 

2 When darkness seems to vail his face, 
I rest on his unchanging grace ; 

In every high and stormy gale. 
My anchor holds within the vail ; 

On Christ, the solid rock, I stand ; 

All other ground is sinking sand. 



3 His oa>h, his covenant, and blood, 
Support me in the whelming flood : 
When all around my soul gives way, 
He then is all my hope and stay : 

On Christ, the solid rock, I stand ; 

All other ground is sinking sand. 

866 Gratitude— Lam. 3 : 23. L. M. 

1 My God, how endless is thy love ! 

Thy gifts are every evening new ; 
And morning mercies from above, 
Gently distill like early dew. 

2 Thou spread'st the curtains of the night, 

Great guardian of my sleeping hours ; 
Thy sovereign word restores the light,. 
And quickens all my drowsy powers. 

3 I yield my powers to thy command ; j 

To thee I consecrate my days ; 
Perpetual blessings from thine hand 
Demand perpetual songs of praise. 

867 Faith.— Ps. 23: 4. L. M. 

1 By faith in Christ I walk with God, 

With heaven, my journey's end, in view ; 
Supported by his staff and rod, 
My road is safe and pleasant too. 

2 Though snares and dangers throng my path, 

And earth and hell my course withstand, 
I triumph over all by faith, 
Guarded by his almighty hand. 

3 The wilderness affords no food, 

But God for my support prepares, 
Provides me every needful good, 
And frees my soul from wants and cares. 

4 With him sweet converse I maintain ; 

Great as he is, I dare be free ; 
I tell him all my grief and pain, 
And he reveals his love to me. 

868 Contentment.— Phil. 4: 11. L. M. 

1 O Lord, how full of sweet content 
Our years of pilgrimage are spent ! 
Where'er we dwell, we dwell with thee, 
In heaven, in earth, or on the sea. 

2 To us remains nor place nor time ; 
Our country is in every clime : 
We can be calm and free from care 
On any shore, since God is there. 

3 While place we seek, or place we shun, 
The soul finds happiness in none ; 

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4 Could we be cast where thou art not, 
That were indeed a dreadful lot ; 
But regions none remote we call, 
Secure of finding God in all. 

869 Meekness —Matt. 5 : 5. L. M. 

1 Happy the meek whose gentle breast, 

Clear as the summer's evening ray, 
Calm as the regions of the blest, 
Enjoys on earth celestial day. 

2 His heart no broken friendships sting, 

No storms his peaceful tent invade ; 
He rests beneath the Almighty's wing, 
Hostile to none, of none afraid. 

3 Spirit of grace, all meek and mild ! 

Inspire our breasts, our souls possess : 
Repel each passion rude and wild, 
And bless us as we aim to bless. 

870 Faith.— Heb. 11: 8. L- M. 

1 'Tis by the faith of joys to come 

We walk through deserts dark as night • 
Till we arrive at heaven, our home, 
Faith is our guide, and faith our light. 

2 The want of sight she well supplies ; 

She makes the pearly gates appear 5 
Far into distant worlds she pries, 
And brings eternal glories near. 

3 Cheerful we tread the desert through, 

While faith inspires a heavenly ray ; 
Though lions roar, and tempests blow, 
And rocks and dangers fill the way. 

871 Self-denial. — Lukeg: 23. L. M. 

1 If on our daily course our mind 
Be set, to hallow all we find, 

New treasures still, of countless price, 
God will provide for sacrifice. 

2 Old friends, old scenes, will lovelier be, 
As more of heaven in each we see ; 
Some softening gleam of love and prayer, 
Shall dawn on every cross and care. 

3 The trivial round, the common task, 
Will furnish all we ought to ask j — 
Room to deny ourselves, a road 

To bring us daily nearer God. 

4 Only, O Lord, in thy dear love, 
Fit us for perfect rest above ; 
And help us this and every day, 
To live more nearly as we pray. 

872 Love.—x Cor. 13: 1. L. M. 
% Had I the tongues of Greeks and Jews, 

And nobler speech than angels use, 

If love be absent, I am found, 

Like tinkling brass, an empty sound. 



2 Were I inspired to preach and tell 
All that is done in heaven and hell— 
Or could my faith the world remove, 
Still I am nothing without love. 

3 Should I distribute all my store 

To feed the hungrv, clothe the poor ; 

Or give my body to the flame, 

To gain a martyr's glorious name :— 

4 If love to God and love to men 
Be absent, all my hopes are vain ; 
Nor tongues, nor gifts, nor fiery zeal, 
The work of love can e'er fulfill. 

873 Consistency. — Titus 2: 10-13. L. M. 

1 So let our lips and lives express 
The holy gospel we profess ; 

So let our works and virtues shine, 
To prove the doctrine all divine. 

2 Thus shall we best proclaim abroad 
The honors of our Saviour God ; 
When his salvation reigns within, 
And grace subdues the power of sin. 

3 Religion bears our spirits up, 
While we expect that blessed hope, — 
The bright appearance of the Lord : 
And faith stands leaning on his word. 

874 Humble Devotion. C M. 

1 Father ! whate'er of earthly bliss 

Thy sovereign will denies, 
Accepted at thy throne of grace, 
Let this petition rise : — 

2 " Give me a calm, a thankful heart, 

From every murmur free ; 
The blessings of thy grace impart, 
And make me live to thee. 

3 " Let the sweet hope that thou art mine 

My life and death attend ; 
Thy presence through my journey shine, 
And crown my journey's end." . 

875 Calmness. — Isa. 26 13. CM 

1 Calm me, my God, and keep me calm ; 

Let thine outstretched wing 
Be like the shade of Elim's palm, 
Beside her desert spring. 

2 Yes, keep me calm, though loud and rude 

The sounds my ear that greet, — 
Calm in the closet's solitude, 
Calm in the bustling street, — 

3 Calm in the hour of buo}jant health, 

Calm in the hour of pain, 
Calm in my poverty or wealth, 
Calm in my loss or gain, — 



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4 Calm in the sufferance of wrong, 

Like him who bore my shame, 
Calm 'mid the threatening, taunting throng, 
Who haie thy holy name. 

5 Calm me, my God, and keep me calm, 

Soft resting on thy breast ; 
Soothe me with holy hymn and psalm, 
And bid my spirit rest. 

876 Humility —Isa. 57 : 15. CM. 

1 Thy home is with the humble, Lord ! 

The simple are the best ; 
Thy lodging is in child-like hearts j 
Thou makest there thy rest. 

2 Dear Comforter ! eternal Love ! 

If thou wilt stay with me, 
Of lowly thoughts and simple ways, 
I'll build a house for thee. 

3 Who made this breathing heart of mine 

But thou, my heavenly Guest ? 
Let no one have it, then, but thee, 
And let it be thy rest ! 

877 Docility.— Ps. 131. C. M. 

1 Is there ambition in my heart > 

Search, gracious God, and see ; 
Or do I act a haughty part ? 
Lord, I appeal to thee. 

2 I charge my thoughts, be humble still, 

And all my carriage mild ; 
Content, my Father, with thy will, 
And quiet as a child. 

3 The patient soul, the lowly mind, 

Shall have a large reward ; 
Let saints in sorrow lie resigned, 
And trust a faithful Lord. 

878 Faith.— Mark§\ 24. CM. 

1 Lord, I believe ; thy power I own ; 

Thy word I would obey ; 
I wander comfortless and lone, 
When from thy truth I stray. 

2 Lord, I believe ; but gloomy fears 

Sometimes bedim my sight ; 
I look to thee with prayers and tears, 
And cry for strength and light. 

3 Lord, I believe • but oft, I know, 

My faith is cold and weak : 
My weakness strengthen, and bestow 
The confidence I seek. 

4 Yes ! I believe ; and only thou 

Canst give my soul relief: 
Lord, to thy truth my spirit bow ; 
" Help thou mine unbelief! " 



879 Growth in grace. — Gal. 5: 22. 

1 Come, Holy Ghost, my soul inspire— 

This one great gift impart — 
W T hat most I need — and most desire, 
An humble, holy heart. 

2 Bear witness I am born again, 

My many sins forgiven : 
Nor let a gloomy doubt remain 
To cloud my hope of heaven. 

3 More of myself grant I may know 

From sin's deceit be free, 
In all the Christian graces grow, 
And live alone to thee. 

880 Charitableness. C 

1 Think gently of the erring one ! 

And let us not forget, 
However darkly stained by sin, 
He is our brother yet. 

2 Heir of the same inheritance, 

Child of the self-same God ; 
He hath but stumbled in the path, 
We have in weakness trod. 

3 Forget not thou hast often sinned, 

And sinful yet must be : 
Deal gently with the erring one, 
As God has dealt with thee. 

881 Love. — 1 Cor. 13 : 13. C 

1 Happy the heart where graces reign, 

Where love inspires the breast : 
Love is the brightest of the train, 
And strengthens all the rest. 

2 Knowledge — alas ! 'tis all in vain, 

And all in vain our fear ; 
Our stubborn sins will fight and reign, 
If love be absent there. 

3 This is the grace that lives and sings, 

When faith and hope shall cease • 
'Tis this shall strike our joyful strings, 
In the sweet realms of bliss. 

4 Before we quite forsake our clay, 

Or leave this dark abode, 
The wings of love bear us away, 
To see our smiling God. 

882 Brotherly Kindness. C 
1 Father of mercies ! send thy grace, 

All powerful from above, 
To form in our obedient souls, 
The image of thy love. 



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2 Oh, may our sympathizing breasts 

The generous pleasure know, 
Kindly to share in others' joy, 
And weep for others' woe ! 

3 When the most helpless sons of grief 

In low distress are laid, 
Soft be our hearts their pains to feel, 
And swift our hands to aid. 



4 Work on, despair not, bring thy mite, 
Nor care how small it be ; 
God is with all that serve the right, 
The holy, true, and free. 

885 Faith.— Eph. 2:8. C. M. 

1 Oh, gift of gifts ! oh, grace of faith ! 

My God ! how can it be 
That thou, who hast discerning love, 

Shouldst give that gift to me ? 



4 So Jesus looked on dying men, 

When throned above the skies • 
And mid the embraces of his God, 
He felt compassion rise. 

5 On wings of love the Saviour flew, 

To raise us from the ground, 
And made the richest of his blood 
A balm for every wound. 

883 Meekness. — Luke 1 : 53. C. M. 

1 Lord ! when I all things would possess, 

I crave but to be thine ; 
Oh, lowly is the loftiness 
Of these desires divine. 

2 Each gift but helps my soul to learn 

How boundless is thy store ; 
I go from strength to strength, and yearn 
For thee, my Helper, more. 

3 How can my soul divinely soar, 

How keep the shining way, 
And not more tremblingly adore, 
And not more humbly pray ! 

4 The more I triumph in thy gifts, 

The more I wait on thee ; 
The grace that mightily uplifts 
Most sweetly humbleth me. 

5 The heaven where I would stand complete 

My lowly love shall see, 
And stronger grow the yearning sw r eet, 
My holy One ! for thee. 

884 Minute Fidelity.— Eccl. 11: 6. C M. 

1 Scorn not the slightest word or deed, 

Nor deem it void of power ; 
There's fruit in each wind-wafted seed, 
That waits its natal hour. 

2 A whispered word may touch the heart. 

And call it back to life ; 
A look of love bid sin depart, 
And still unholy strife. 

3 No act falls fruitless ; none can tell 

How vast its power may be, 
Nor what results infolded dwell 
Within it silently. 



2 How many hearts thou mightst have had 

More innocent than mine ! 
How many souls more worthy far 
Of that sweet touch of thine ! 

3 Ah, grace ! into unlikeliest hearts 

It is thy boast to come, 
The glory of thy light to find 
In darkest spots a home. 

4 The crowd of cares, the weightiest cross, 

Seem trifles less than light — 
Earth looks so little and so low 
When faith shines full and bright. 

5 Oh, happy, happy that I am ! 

If thou canst be, O Faith, 
The treasure that thou art in life, 
What wilt thou be in death ! 

886 Godly Sincerity . — E/>h . 5:8. C. M. 

1 Walk in the light ! so shalt thou know- 

That fellowship of love, 
His Spirit only can bestow, 
Who reigns in light above. 

2 Walk in the light ! and thou shalt find 

Thy heart made truly his, 
Who dwells in cloudless light enshrined, 
In whom no darkness is. 

3 Walk in the light ! and ev'n the tomb 

No fearful shade shall wear * 
Glory shall chase away its gloom, 
For Christ hath conquered there. 

4 Walk in the light ! and thou shalt see 

Thy path, though thorny, bright, 
For God by grace shall dwell in thee, 
And God himself is light. 

887 Faith.—* Cor. 5:7. C. M. 

1 Faith adds new charms to earthly bliss, 

And saves me from its snares j 
Its aid, in every duty, brings, 
And softens all my cares. 

2 The wounded conscience knows its power 

The healing balm to give ; 
That balm the saddest heart can cheer, 
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3 Wide it unvails celestial worlds, 

Where deathless pleasures reign ; 
And bids me seek my portion there, 
Nor bids me seek in vain. 

4 It shows the precious promise sealed 

With the Redeemer's blood ; 
And helps my feeble hope to rest 
Upon a faithful God. 

5 There — there unshaken would I rest, 

Till this frail body dies ; 
And then, on faith's triumphant wings, 
To endless glory rise. 

888 Joy.— Phil. V . 4 . S. M. 

1 Rejoice in God alway ; 

When earth looks heavenly bright, 
When joy makes glad the livelong day, 
And peace shuts in the night. 

2 Rejoice when care and woe 

The fainting soul oppress ; 
When tears at wakeful midnight flow, 
And morn brings heaviness. 

3 Rejoice in hope and fear ; 

Rejoice in life and death ; 
Rejoice when threatening storms are near, 
And comfort languisheth. 

4 When should not they rejoice, 

Whom Christ his brethren calls ; 
Who hear and know his guiding voice, 
When on their hearts it falls? 

5 So, though our path is steep, 

And many a tempest lowers, 
Shall his own peace our spirits keep, 
And Christ's dear love be ours. 

889 Grateful Confidence. S. M. 

1 I bless the Christ of God, 

I rest on love divine. 
And with unfaltering lip and heart, 
I call the Saviour mine. 

2 His cross dispels each doubt ; 

I bury in his tomb 
Each thought of unbelief and fear, 
Each lingering shade of gloom. 

3 I praise the God of peace ; 

I trust his truth and might ; 
He calls me his, I call him mine, 
My God, my joy, my light. 

4 In him is only good, 

In me is oniy ill ; 
My ill but draws his goodness forth, 
And me he loveth still. 



5 'Tis he who saveth me, 

And freely pardon gives : 
I love because he loveth me ; 
I live because he lives. 

6 My life with him is hid, 

My death has passed away. 
My clouds have melted into light, 
My midnight into day. 

890 Purity.— Matt. 5:8. S. M. 

1 Blest are the pure in heart, 

For they shall see their God ; 
The secret of the Lord is theirs • 
Their soul is Christ's abode. 

2 He to the lowly soul 

Doth still himself impart, 
And for his dwelling, and his throne, 
Chooseth the pure in heart. 

3 Lord ! we thy presence seek : 

May ours this blessing be ; 
Oh, give the pure and lowly heart, — ■ 
A temple meet for thee. 

891 Brotherly Love. 7- 61. 

1 Blessed are the sons of God, 
They are bought with Jesus' blood ; 
They are ransomed from the grave ; 
Life eternal they shall have : 

With them numbered may we be, 
Here, and in eternity. 

2 They are justified by grace. 
They enjoy the Saviour's peace ; 
All their sins are washed away ; 
They shall stand in God's great day : 
With them numbered may we be, 
Here, and in eternity. 

3 They are lights upon the earth, 
Children of a heavenly birth, — 
One with God, with Jesus one : 
Glory is in them begun : 

With them numbered may we be, 
Here, and in eternity. 

892 Charity —1 Cor. 13: r. 7. 61. 

1 Though I speak with angel tongues 

Bravest words of strength and fire, 
They are but as idle songs, 

If no love my heart inspire ; 
All the eloquence shall pass 
As the noise of sounding brass. 

2 Though I lavish all I have 

On the poor in charity, 
Though I shrink not from the grave, 

Or unmoved the stake can see- 
Till by love the work be crowned, 
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3 Come, thou Spirit of pure love, 

Who didst forth from God proceed, 
Never from my heart remove ; 

Let me all thy impulse heed ; 
Let my heart henceforward be 
Moved, controlled, inspired by thee. 

893 Spirituality .—Rom. 8 : 15. 7- bl. 

1 Abba, Father, hear thy child, 
Late in Jesus reconciled ; 
Hear, and all the graces shower, 
All the joy, and peace, and power j 
All my Saviour asks above, 

All the life and heaven of love. 

2 Heavenly Father, Life divine, 
Change my nature into thine : 

Move and spread throughout my soul, 
Renovate and fill the whole ; 
Lord, I will not let thee go 
Till the blessing thou bestow. 

3 Holy Ghost, no more delay ; 
Come, and in thy temple stay : 
Now, thine inward witness bear. 
Strong, and permanent, and clear : 
Spring of life, thyself impart j 
Rise eternal in my heart. 

894 Adoption. L- M. 

1 Not all the nobles of the earth, 
Who boast the honors of their birth, 
So high a dignity can claim, 

As those who bear the Christian name. 

2 To them the privilege is given 

To be the sons and heirs of heaven ; 
Sons of the God who reigns on high, 
And heirs of joy beyond the sky. 

3 His will he makes them early know, 
And teaches their young feet .to go ; 
Whispers instruction to their minds, 
And on their hearts his precepts binds. 

4 Their daily wants his hands supply, 
Their steps he guards with watchful eye ; 
Leads them from earth to heaven above, 
And crowns them with eternal love. 

895 Pardoned Sin. L. M. 

1 Sweet peace of conscience, heavenly guest, 
Come, fix thy mansion in my breast • 
Dispel my doubts, my fears control, 

And heal the anguish of my soul. 

2 Come, smiling hope, and joy sincere, 
Come, make your constant dwelling here ; 
Still let your presence cheer my heart, 
Nor sin compel you to depart. 



3 O God of hope and peace divine ! 
Make thou these secret pleasures mine ; 
Forgive my sins, my fears remove, 
And fill my heart with joy and love. 

896 Grace. — Luke 10 : 20. L- M 

1 No more, ye wise ! your wisdom boast ; 
No more, ye strong ! your valor trust • 
No more, ye rich ! survey your store, 
Elate with heaps of shining ore. 

2 Glory, ye saints, in this alone, — 
That God, your God, to you is known ; 
That 3^ou have owned his sovereign sway, 
That you have felt his cheering ray. 

3 All else, which we our treasure call, 
May in one fatal moment fall ; 

But what their happiness can move, 
Whom God, the blessed, deigns to love ! 

897 Completeness. — Col. 2 : 10. L. M. 

1 Complete in thee ! no work of mine 
May take, dear Lord, the place of thine ; 
Thy blood has pardon bought for me, 
And I am now complete in thee. 

2 Complete in thee — no more shall sin, 
Thy grace has conquered, reign within ; 
Thy voice will bid the tempter flee, 
And I shall stand complete in thee. 

3 Complete in thee — each want supplied, 
And no good thing to me denied. 
Since thou my portion, Lord, wilt be, 

I ask no more — complete in thee. 

4 Dear Saviour ! when, before thy bar 
All tribes and tongues assembled are, 
Among thy chosen may I be 

At thy right hand — complete in thee. 

898 Security and Rest. L. M. 

1 Lord, how secure and blest are they 

Who feel the joys of pardoned sin ! 
Should storms of wrath shake earth and sea 
Their minds have heaven and peace within. 

2 The day glides swiftly o'er their heads, 

Made up of innocence and love ; 
And soft and silent as the shades, 
Their nightly minutes gently move. 

3 Quick as their thoughts their joys come on 

But fly not half so swift away : 
Their souls are ever bright as noon, 
And calm as summer evenings be. 

4 How oft they look to heavenly hills, 

Where streams of living pleasures flow ; 
And longing hopes and cheerful smiles 
Sit undisturbed upon their brow ! 



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5 They scorn to seek earth's golden toys, 
But spend the day, and share the night 
In numbering o'er the richer joys 
That heaven prepares for their delight. 

899 Perseverance. — Rom. 8 : 33. L. M. 

1 Who shall the Lord's elect condemn ? 

'Tis God who justifies their souls ; 
And mercy, like a mighty stream, 
O'er all their sins divinely rolls. 

2 Who shall adjudge the saints to hell ? 

'Tis Christ who suffered in their stead j 
And their salvation to fulfill, 
Behold him rising from the dead ! 

3 He lives ! he lives ! and sits above. 

For ever interceding there : 
Who shall divide us from his love. 
Or what shall tempt us to despair ? 

4 Shall persecution, or distress, 

Famine, or sword, or nakedness? 
He who hath loved us bears us through, 
And makes us more than conquerors too ! 

5 Not all that men on earth can do, 

Nor powers on high, nor powers below, 
Shall cause his mercy to remove, 
Or wean our hearts from Christ, our love. 

900 Re7iiembrance. — Ps. 112 : 6. L. M. 

1 Earth's transitory things decay ; 
Its pomps, its pleasures pass away ; 
But the sweet memory of the good 
Survives in the vicissitude. 

2 As, 'mid the ever-rolling sea, 
The eternal isles established be, 
'Gainst which the surges of the main 

Fret, dash, and break themselves in vain ;-— 

3 As, in the heavens, the urns divine 
Of golden light for ever shine ; 

Tho' clouds may darken, storms may rage, 
They still shine on from age to age • — 

4 So, through the ocean tide of years, 
The memory of the just appears ; 

So, through'the tempest an 1 the gloom, 
The good man's virtues light the tomb. 

901 Assurance. — 2 Pet. 1 : 10. C. M. 

1 When I can read my title clear 

To mansions in the skies, 
I bid farewell to every fear, 
And wipe my weeping eyes. 

2 Should earth against my soul engage, 

And fiery darts be hurled, 
Then I can smile at Satan's rage, 
And face a frowning world. 



3 Let cares like a wild deluge come, 

And storms of sorrow fall ; 
May I but safely reach my home, 
My God, my heaven, my all ! — 

4 There shall I bathe my weary soul 

In seas of heavenly rest ; 
And not a wave of trouble roll 
Across my peaceful breast. 

902 Liberty.— John 8 : 36. C. M. 

1 If thou impart thyself to me, 

No other good I need ! 
If thou, the Son, shalt make me free, 
I shall be free indeed. 

2 I cannot rest till in thy blood 

I full redemption have ; 
But thou, through whom I come to God, 
Canst to the utmost save. 

3 I, too, with thee, shall walk in white ; 

With all thy saints shall prove 
What is the length and breadth and height 
And depth of perfect love. 

903 Perseverance. — Phil. 1:6. C. M. 

1 Firm as the earth thy gospel stands, 

My Lord, my hope, my trust ; 
If I am found in Jesus' hands, 
My soul can ne'er be lost. 

2 His honor is engaged to save 

The meanest of his sheep ; 
All, whom his heavenly Father gave, 
His hands securely keep. 

3 Nor death nor hell shall e'er remove 

His favorites from his breast ; 
In the dear bosom of his love 
They must for ever rest. 

904 "Saints' Inventory ." C. M. 

1 If God is mine, then present things 

And things to come are mine ; 
Yea, Christ, his word, and Spirit too, 
And glory all divine. 

2 If he is mine, then from his love 

He every trouble sends ; 
All things are working for my good, 
And bliss his rod attends. 

3 If he is mine, let friends forsake, 

Let wealth and honor flee ; 
Sure he who giveth me himself 
Is more than these to me. 

4 Oh, tell me, Lord, that thou art mine ; 

What can I wish beside ? 
My soul shall at the fountain live, 
When all the streams are dried. 



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905 Hiding-place.— Ps. 32 : 7. C. M. D. 

1 Thou art my hiding-place, O Lord 1 

In thee I put my trust ; 
Encouraged by thy holy word, 

A feeble child of dust : 
I have no argument beside, 

I urge no other plea ; 
And 'tis enough my Saviour died, 

My Saviour died for me ! 

2 When storms of fierce temptation beat, 

And furious foes assail, 
My refuge is the mercy-seat, 

My hope within the vail : 
From strife of tongues, and bitter words, 

My spirit flies to thee ; 
Joy to my heart the thought affords, 

My Saviour died for me ! 

3 And when thine awful voice commands 

This body to decay, 
And life, in its last lingering sands, 

Is ebbing fast away ; — 
Then, though it be in accents weak, 

My voice shall call on thee, 
And ask for strength in death to speak, 

kt My Saviour died for me." 



906 Union to Christ. C M. 

1 Lord Jesus, are we one with thee ? 

Oh, height ! oh, depth of love ! 
With thee we died upon the tree, 
In thee we live above. 

2 Such was thy grace, that, for our sake 

Thou didst from heaven come down, 
Thou didst of flesh and blood partake, 
In all our sorrows one. 

3 Our sins, our guilt, in love divine, 

Confessed and borne by thee ; 
The gall, the curse, the wrath were thine. 
To set thy members free. 

4 Ascended now, in glory bright, 

Still one with us thou art ; 
Nor life, nor death, nor deptn, nor height, 
Thy saints and thee can part. 

5 Oh, teach us, Lord, to know and own 

This wondrous mystery, 
That thou with us art truly one, 
And we are one with thee ! 

6 Soon, soon shall come that glorious day, 

When, seated on thy throne, 
Thou shalt to wondering worlds display, 
That thou with us art one. 



907 Security.— Ps. 91 : 1. C. M. 

1 There is a safe and secret place 

Beneath the wings divine, 
Reserved for all the heirs of grace, 
Oh, be that refuge mine ! 

2 The least and feeblest there may bide, 

Uninjured and unawed ; 
While thousands fall on every side, 
He rests secure in God. 

3 He feeds in pastures large and fair, 

Of love and truth divine ; 
O child of God, O glory's heir ! 
How rich a lot is thine ! 

4 A hand almighty to defend, 

An ear for every call, 
An honored life, a peaceful end, 
And heaven to crown it all ! 

908 Reconciliation. — 2 Cor. 5 : 19. C. M. 
1 Father, thy thoughts are peace towards me, 

Safe am I in thy hands ; 
Could I but firmly build on thee, 

For sure thy counsel stands ! 
3 Though mountains crumble into dust, 

Thy covenant standeth fast ; 
Who follows thee in pious trust, 

Shall reach the goal at last. 
3 Though strange and winding seems the way 

Wmle yet on earth I dwell ; 
In heaven my heart shall gladly say, 

Thou, God, dost all things well ! 

909 Adoption.— Rom. 8: 15. CM. 

1 My Father, God ! how sweet the sound ! 

How tender and how dear ! 
Not all the melody of heaven 
Could so delight the ear. 

2 Come, sacred Spirit, seal the name 

On my expanding heart ; 
And show, that in Jehovah's grace 
I share a filial part. 

3 Cheered by a signal so divine, 

Unwavering I believe ; 
My spirit Abba, Father ! cries, 
N or can the sign deceive. 

910 The Covenant. C M. 

1 My God, the covenant of thy love 

Abides for ever sure ; 
And in its matchless grace I feel 
My happiness secure. 

2 Since thou, the everlasting God, 

My Father art become, 
Jesus my Guardian and my Friend, 
And heaven my final home ; — 



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3 I welcome all thy sovereign will, 

For all that will is love ; 
And when I know not what thou dost, 
I wait the light above. 

4 Thy covenant in the darkest gloom 

Shall heavenly rays impart, 
And when my eyelids close in death, 
Sustain my fainting heart. 

911 Loving and Beloved. C. M. 
1 Do not I love thee, O my Lord ? 

Behold my heart, and see ; 
And turn the dearest idol out 
That dares to rival thee. 

•j Is not thy name melodious still 
To mine attentive ear ? 
Doth not each pulse with pleasure bound, 
My Saviour's voice to hear ? 

3 Hast thou a lamb in all thy flock 

I would disdain, to feed ? 
Hast thou a foe, before whose face 
I fear thy cause to plead ? 

4 Would not my heart pour forth its blood 

In honor of thy name ? 
And challenge the cold hand of death 
To damp the immortal flame ? 

5 Thou knowest that I love thee, Lord ; 

But oh, I long to soar 
Far from the sphere of mortal joys, 
And learn to love thee more. 

912 God's Peace. — Phil. 4:7. CM. 

1 We bless thee for thy peace, O God ! 

Deep as the soundless sea, 
Which falls like sunshine on the road 
Of those who trust in thee. 

2 We ask not, Father, for repose 

Which comes from outward rest, 
If we may have through all life's woes 
Thy peace within our breast ; — 

3 That peace which suffers and is strong, 

Trusts where it cannot see, 
Deems not the trial way too long, 
But leaves the end with thee ; — 

4 That peace which flows serene and deep — 

A river in the soul, 
Whose banks a living verdure keep : 
God's sunshine o'er the whole ! 

5 Such, Father, give our hearts such peace, 

Whate'er the outward be, 
Till all life's discipline shall cease, 
And we go home to thee. 



913 " The Secret r—Ps. 25 : 14. C. M. 

1 Speak to me, Lord, thyself reveal, 

While here on earth I rove ; 
Speak to my heart, and let me feel 
The kindling of thy love. 

2 With thee conversing, I forget 

All time and toil and care ; 
Labor is rest, and pain is sweet, 
If thou, my God, art here. 

3 Thou callest me to seek thy face ; 

Thy face, O God, I seek,— 
Attend the whispers of thy grace, 
And hear thee inly speak. 

4 Let this my every hour employ, 

Till I thy glory see, 
Enter into my Master's joy, 
And find my heaven in thee. 

914 Peace— Isa. 26 : 3. S. M. 

1 Thou very present Aid 

In suffering and distress, 
The mind which still on thee is stayed, 
Is kept in perfect peace. 

2 The soul by faith reclined 

On the Redeemer's breast, 
'Mid raging storms, exults to find 
An everlasting rest. 

3 Sorrow and fear are gone, 

Whene'er thy face appears ; 
It stills the sighing orphan's moan, 
And dries the widow's tears. 

4 It hallows every cross ; 

It sweetly comforts me ; 
Makes me forget my every loss, 
And find my all in thee. 

5 Jesus, to whom I fly, 

Doth all my wishes fill ; 
What though created streams are dry ? 
I have the fountain still. 

6 Stripped of each earthly friend, 

I find them all in one, 
And peace and joy which never end, 
And heaven, in Christ, begun. 

915 The faith ful love of God. S . M. 

1 In every trying hour 

My soul to Jesus flies ; 
I trust in his almighty power, 
When swelling billows rise. 

2 His comforts bear me up ; 

I trust a faithful God ; 
The sure foundation of my hope 
Is in my Saviour's blood. 



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3 Loud hallelujahs sing 

To our Redeemer's name • 
In joy or sorrow — life or death — 
His love is still the same. 

916 Adoption. — x John 3: 1-3. S. M. 
1 Behold what wondrous grace 

The Father has bestowed 
On sinners of a mortal race, 
To call them sons of God ! 

2. Nor doth it yet appear 

How great we must be made ; 
But when we see our Saviour there, 
We shall be like our Head. 

3 A hope so much divine 

May trials well endure, 
May purge our souls from sense and sin, 
As Christ the Lord is pure. 

4 If in my Father's love 

I share a filial part, 
Send down thy Spirit, like a dove, 
To rest upon my heart. 

5 We would no longer lie 

Like slaves beneath the throne ; 
Our faith shall Abba, Father ! cry, 
And thou the kindred own. 

917 Grace.— Eph. 2:8. S. M. 

1 Grace ! 'tis a charming sound ! 

Harmonious to the ear ! 
Heaven with the echo shall resound, 
And all the earth shall hear. 

2 Grace first contrived a way 

To save rebellious man ; 
And all the steps that grace display, 
Which drew the wondrous plan. 

3 Grace led my roving feet 

To tread the heavenly road ; 
And new supplies each hour I meet 
While pressing on to God. 

4 Grace all the work shall crown, 

Through everlasting days ; 
It lays in heaven the topmost stone, 
And well deserves the praise. 

918 Confidence. — Ps. 37 : 3-7. S. M. 

1 Here I can firmly rest ; 

I dare to boast of this, 
That God, the highest and the best, 
My Friend and Father is. 

2 Naught have I of my own, 

Naught in the life'I lead ; 
What Christ hath given, that alone 
I dare in faith to plead. 



3 I rest upon the ground 

Of Jesus and his blood ; 
It is through him that I have found 
My soul's eternal good. 

4 At cost of all I have, 

At cost of life and limb, 
I cling to God who yet shall save j — 
I will not turn from him. 

5 His Spirit in me dwells, 

O'er all my mind he reigns • 
My care and sadness he dispels, 
And soothes away my pains. 

6 He prospers day by day 

His work within my heart, 
Till I have strength and faith to say, 
Thou, God, my Father art ! 

919 Kept o/God.—Isa. 3 : 10. S. M. 

1 What cheering words are these • 

Their sweetness who can tell ? 
In time and to eternal days, 
li 'Tis with the righteous well ! " 

2 Well when they see his face, 

Or sink amidst the flood ; 
Well in affliction's thorny maze, 
Or on the mount with God. 

3 'Tis well when joys arise, 

'Tis well when sorrows flow, 
'Tis well when darkness vails the skies, 
And strong temptations grow. 

4 'Tis well when Jesus calls, — 

" From earth and sin arise, 
To join the hosts of ransomed souls, 
Made to salvation wise ! " 

920 » No condemnation: 1 L. M. 61. 

1 And can it be that I should gain 

An interest in the Saviour's blood ? 
Died he for me, who caused his pain ? 

For me, who him to death pursued ? 
Amazing love ! how can it be, 
That thou, my Lord, shouldst die for me? 

2 'Tis myst'rjr all, — the Immortal dies ! 

Who can explore his strange design ? 
In vain the first-born seraph tries 

To sound the depths of love divine ; 
'Tis mercy all ! let earth adore : 
Let angel minds inquire no more. 

3 He left his Father's throne above ; 

(So free, so infinite his grace ! ) 
Emptied himself of all but love, 

And bled for Adam's helpless race ; 
'Tis mercy all, immense and free, 
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4 Long my imprisoned spirit lay. 

Fast bound in sin and nature's night ; 
Thine eye diffused a quickening ray • 

I woke ; the dungeon flamed with light j 
My chains fell off, my heart was free, — 
I rose, went forth, and followed thee. 

5 No condemnation now I dread, — 

Jesus, with all in him, is mine ; 
Alive in him, my living Head, 

And clothed in righteousness divine, 
Bold I approach the eternal throne, 
And claim the crown, thro' Christ my own. 

921 » For me."— Phil. 2 : 5-8. L. M. 61. 
t O Saviour of a world undone ! 

Whose dying sorrows blot the sun, 
Whose paintul groans and bowing head 
Could rend the vail and wake the dead, 
Say, from that execrated tree 
Descends the ruddy tide for me ? 

2 For me did he who reigns above, 
The object of paternal love, 
Consent a servant's form to bear 
That I a kingly crown might wear ? 
Is his deep loss my boundless gain, 
And comes my victory from his pain ? 

3 Oh, let me own the deep decree 
That wounded him and rescued me ! 
His death, his cross, his funeral sleep, 
Instruct repentance how to weep ; 
He poured for me the vital flood ; 
My tears shall mingle with his blood. 

922 Ezekiel 34 : 26. i 3 . M. 

1 I have entered the valley of blessing so sweet, 

And Jesus abides with me there ; 
And his Spirit and blood make my cleansing 
complete, 
And his perfect love casteth out fear. 
Cho. — Oh, come to this valley of blessing so 
sweet, 

Where Jesus will fullness bestow — 
And believe, and receive, and confess 
him, 

That all his salvation may know. 

2 There is peace in the valley of blessing so 

sweet, 

And plenty the land doth impart ; 
There is rest for the weary-worn traveler's 
feet, 

And joy for the sorrowing heart. — Cho. 

3 There is love in the valley of blessing so sweet , 

Such as none but the blood-washed may feel ; 
When heaven comes down, redeemed spirits 
to greet. 

And Christ sets his covenant seal. — Cho. 



923 Communion with Christ. II, 8. 

1 O thou, in whose presence my soul takes 

delight, 
On whom in affliction I call, 
My comfort by day, and my song in the night, 

My hope, my salvation, my all ! 
Where dost thou, at noon-tide, resort with 
thy sheep, 
To feed them in pastures of love ? 
Say, why in the valley of death should I weep, 
Or alone in this wilderness rove ? 

2 Oh, why should I wander an alien from thee, 

Or cry in the desert for bread ? 
Thy foes will rejoice when my sorrows they 
see, 

And smile at the tears I have shed. 
Dear Shepherd ! I hear, and will follow thy 
call ; 

I know the sweet sound of thy voice ; 
Restore and defend me, for thou art my all, 
And in thee I will ever rejoice. ■ 

924 Zeal.— John r 2 : 43. L. M. 

1 Go, labor on ; spend and be spent,— 

Thy joy to do the Father's will ; 
It is the way the Master went ; 
Should not the servant tread it still ? 

2 Go, labor on ; 'tis not for naught ; 

Thine earthly loss is heavenly gain ; 
Men heed thee, love thee, praise thee not : 
The Master praises, — what are men? 

3 Go, labor on ; enough, while here, 

If he shall praise thee, if he deign 
Thy willing heart to mark and cheer : 
No toil for him shall be in vain. 

4 Toil on, and in thy toil rejoice j 

For toil comes rest, for exile home ; 
Soon shalt thou hear the Bridegroom's voice, 
The midnight peal : " Behold, I come ! " 

925 The Poor.— Luke 6 : 20. L, M. 

1 Thou God of hope, to thee we bow ! 

Thou art our Refuge in distress • 
The Husband of the widow thou, 
The Father of the fatherless. 

2 The poor are thy peculiar care ; 

To them thy promises are sure : 
Thy gifts the'poor in spirit share ; 
Oh, may we always thus be poor ! 

3 May we thy law of love fulfill, 

To bear each other's burdens here, 
Endure and do thy righteous will, 
And walk in all thv faith and fear. 

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926 Faith and Works. L. M. 

1 One cup of healing oil and wine. 
One offering laid on mercy's shrine, 
Is thrice more grateful, Lord, to thee, 
Than lifted eye or bended knee. 

2 In true and inward faith we trace 
The source of every outward grace j 
Within the pious heart it plays, 

A living fount of joy and praise. 

3 Kind deeds of peace and love betray 
Where'er the stream has found its way ; 
But, where these spring not rich and fair, 
The stream has never wandered there. 



927 Liberality. — Prov. n : 24. M\ 

1 When Jesus dwelt in mortal clay, 
What were his works from day to day, 
But miracles of power and grace, 
That spread salvation through our race ? 

2 Teach us, O Lord, to keep in view 
Thy pattern, and thy steps pursue ; 
Let alms bestowed, let kindness done, 
Be witnessed by each rolling sun. 

3 That man may last, but never lives, 
Who much receives, but nothing gives ; 
Whom none can love, whom none can thank, 
Creation's blot, creation's blank ! 

4 But he who marks, from day to day, 
In generous acts his radiant way, 
Treads the same path his Saviour trod, 
The path to glory and to God. 

928 Zeal.— John 9 : 4. L. M. 

1 Go, labor on, while it is day ; 

The world's dark night is hastening on ; 
Speed, speed thy work,— cast sloth away ! 
It is not thus that souls are won. 

2 Men die in darkness at your side, 

Without a hope to cheer the tomb : 
Take up the torch and wave it wide — 
The torch that lights time's thickest gloom. 

3 Toil on, — faint not ; keep watch and pray ! 

Be wise the erring soul to win ; 
Go forth into the world's highway ; 
Compel the wanderer to come in. 

4 Go, labor on ; your hands are weak ; 

Your knees are faint, your soul cast down ; 
Yet falter not ; the prize you seek 
Is near, — a kingdom and a crown ! 



929 

Forgiveness. — Matt. 6 : 12. L. M. 

1 Oh, what stupendous mercy shines 

Around the majesty of heaven ? 
Rebels he deigns to call his sons — 
Their souls renewed, their sins forgiven. 

2 Go imitate the grace divine — 

The grace that blazes like a sun ; 
Hold forth your fair, though feeble light, 
Through "all your lives let mercy run. 

3 When all is done, renounce your deeds, 

Renounce self-righteousness with scorn : 
Thus will you glorify your God, 
And thus the Christian name adorn. 

930 The Poor.— Mark 14 : 7. L. M. 

1 God guard the poor ! we may not see 

The deepest sorrows of the soul ; 
These are laid open, Lord, to thee, 
And subject to thy wise control. 

2 Make us thy messengers to shed, 

Within the home of want and woe, 
The blessings of thy bounty, spread 
So freely on thy world below. 

3 Let us go forth, with joyful hand, 

To strengthen, comfort, and relieve ; 
Then in thy presence may we stand, 
And hope thy blessing to receive. 

931 Consecration. M. 

1 Jesus ! our best beloved Friend, 

On thy redeeming name we call j 
Jesus ! in love to us descend, 
Pardon and sanctify us all. 

2 Our souls and bodies we resign, 

To fear and follow thy commands ; 
Oh, take our hearts, our hearts are thine, 
Accept the service of our hands. 

3 Firm, faithful, watching unto prayer, 

Our Master's voice will we obey, 
Toil in the vineyard here, and bear 
The heat and burden of the day. 

4 Yet, Lord, for us a resting-place, 

In heaven, at thy right hand prepare j 
And till we see thee face to face, 
Be all our conversation there. 

932 Energy. — 2 Pet. 3 : n, 12. S. M 

1 Make haste, O man, to live, 

For thou so soon must die ; 
Time hurries past thee like the breeze j 
How swift its moments fly ! 

2 To breathe, and wake, and sleep, 

To smile, to sigh, to grieve. 
To move in idleness through earth— 
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3 Make haste, O man, to do 

Whatever must be done ; 
Thou hast no time to lose in sloth, 
Thy day will soon be gone. 

4 Up, then, with speed, and work ; 

Fling' ease and self away — 
This is no time for thee to sleep — 
Up, watch, and work, and pray ! 

933 ^''Beside all waters sow." S. M. 
x Sow in the morn thy seed, 

At eve hold not thy hand ; 
To doubt and fear give thou no heed ; 
Broad-cast it o'er the land. 

2 Beside all waters sow, 

The highway furrows stock, 
Drop it where thorns and thistles grow, 
Scatter it on the rock. 

3 And duly shall appear 

In verdure, beauty, strength, 
The tender blade, the stalk, the ear, 
And the full corn at length. 

4 Thou canst not toil in vain ; 

Cold, heat, the moist and dry, 
Shall foster and mature the grain 
For garners in the sky. 

5 Then, when the glorious end, 

The day of God shall come, 
The angel-reapers shall descend, 
And heaven sing, " Harvest home ! " 

934 Reform. S. M. 

1 Mourn for the thousands slain, 

The youthful and the strong • 
Mourn for the wine-cup's fearful reign, 
And the deluded throng. 

2 Mourn for the tarnished gem, 

For reason's light divine, 
Quenched from the soul's bright diadem, 
Where God hath bid it shine. 

3 Mourn for the ruined soul, — 

Eternal life and light 
Lost by the liery, maddening bowl, 
And turned to helpless night. 

4 Mourn for the lost, — but call, 

Call to the strong, the free ; 
Rouse them to shun that dreadful fall, 
And to the refuge flee. 

5 Mourn for the lost,— but pray, 

Pray to our God above, 
To break the fell destroyer's sway, 
And show his saving love. 



935 Expedition.— John 9:4. S. M. 

1 Work while it is to-day ! 

This was our Saviour's rule ; 
With docile minds let us obey, 
As learners in his school. 

2 Lord Christ, we humbly ask 

Of thee the power and will, 
With fear and meekness, every task 
Of duty to fulfill. 

3 At home, by word and deed, 

Adorn redeeming grace ; 
And sow abroad the precious seed 
Of truth in every place. 

4 That thus the wilderness 

May blossom like the rose, 
And trees spring up of righteousness, 
Where'er life's river flows. 

5 For thee our all to spend, 

Still may we watch and pray, 
And persevering to the end, 
Work while it is to-day. 

936 Contribution. — 1 Cor. 4: 7. 

S. M. 

1 We give thee but thine own, 

Whate'er the gift may be : 
All that we have is thine alone, 
A trust, O Lord, from thee. 

2 May we thy bounties thus 

As stewards true receive, 
And gladly, as thou blessest us, 
To thee our first-fruits give. 

3 To comfort and to bless, 

To find a balm for woe, 
To tend the lone and fatherless 
Is angel's work below. 

4 The captive to release, 

To God the lost to bring, 
To teach the way of life and peace, 
It is a Christ-like thing. 

5 And we believe thy word, 

Though dim our faith may be ; 
Whate'er for thine we do, O Lord, 
We do it unto thee. 

937 A dive Effort. — Eccl. 9 : 10. S. M. 

1 Laborers of Christ, arise, 

And gird you for the toil ! 
The dew of promise from the skies 
Already cheers the soil. 

2 Go where the sick recline, 

Where mourning hearts deplore ; 
And where the sons of sorrow pine, 
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3 Be faith, which looks above, 

With prayer, your constant guest ; 
And wrap the Saviour's changeless love 
A mantle round your breast. 

4 So shall you share the wealth 

That earth may ne'er despoil, 
And the blest gospel's saving health 
Repay your arduous toil. 

938 Benevolent Efforts. — Eccl. 11 : 1. o> /• 

1 Cast thy bread upon the waters, 

Thinking not 'tis thrown away ; 
God himself saith, thou shalt gather 
It again some future day. 

2 Cast thy bread upon the waters ; 

Wildly though the billows roll, 
They but aid thee as thou toilest 
Truth to spread from pole to pole. 

3 As the seed, by billows floated, 

To some distant island lone, 
So to human souls benighted. 
That thou flingest may be borne. 

4 Cast thy bread upon the waters ; 

Why wilt thou still doubting stand ? 
Bounteous shall God send the harvest, 
If thou sow' st with liberal hand. 

5 Give them freely of thy substance — 

O'er this cause the Lord doth reign ; 
Cast thy bread, and toil with patience, 
Thou shalt labor not in vain. 

939 " Not your own ." — 1 Cor. 6: 20. 8, 

1 Lord of glory ! thou hast bought us, 

With thy life-blood as the price, 
Never grudging, for the lost ones, 
That tremendous sacrifice j — 

2 And, with that, hast freely given 

Blessings, countless as the sand, 
To the unthankful and the evil, 
With thine own unsparing hand. 

3 Grant us hearts, dear Lord ! to yield thee 

Gladly, freely, of thine own ; 
With the sunshine of thy goodness, 
Melt our thankless hearts of stone ; — ■ 

4 Till our cold and selfish natures, 

Warmed by thee, at length believe, 
That more happy, and more blessed, 
'Tis to give than to receive. 

5 Wondrous honor hast thou given 

To our humblest charity, 
In thine own mysterious sentence,— 
" Ye have done it unto me ! " 



6 Give us faith, to trust thee boldly, 
Hope, to stay our souls on thee ; 
But, oh, — best of all thy graces — 
Give us thine own charity. 

940 Contribution. — Prov. 3:9. "J. 

1 With my substance I will honor 

My Redeemer and my Lord ; 
Were ten thousand worlds my manor, 
All were nothing to his word. 

2 While the heralds of salvation 

His abounding grace proclaim, 
Let his friends, of every station, 
Gladly join to spread" his fame. 

3 Be his kingdom now promoted, 

Let the earth her Monarch know ; 
Be my all to him devoted ; 
To my Lord my all I owe. 

941 u Leaving us an example.'''' 8. 7« 

1 Onward, Christian, though the region 

Where thou art be drear and lone \ 
God has set a guardian legion 
Very near thee ; press thou on. 

2 By the thorn-road, and none other, 

Is the mount of vision won ; 
Tread it without shrinking, brother ; 
Jesus trod it ; press thou on. 

3 Be this world the wiser, stronger, 

For thy life of pain and peace ; 
While it needs thee, oh, no longer 
Pray thou for thy quick release. 

4 Pray thou, Christian, daily rather, 

That thou be a faithful son ; 
By the prayer of Jesus, " Father, 
Not my will, but thine, be done." 

942 Courage a7id Faith. 0» 7* 

1 Father, hear the prayer we offer ! 

Not for ease that prayer shall be, 
But for strength that we may ever 
Live our lives courageously. 

2 Not for ever by still waters 

Would we idly quiet stay ; 
But would smite the living fountains 
From the rocks along our way. 

3 Be our strength in hours of weakness, 

In our wanderings, be our guide ; 
Through endeavor, failure, danger, 
Father, be thou at our side ! 

943 Progress. — Is a. 40 : 31. 8, J. 
1 Like the eagle, upward, onward, 

Let m}- soul in faith be borne : 
Calmly gazing, skyward, sunward, 
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2 Where the cross, God's love revealing, 

Sets the fettered spirit free, 
Where it sheds its wondrous healing, 
There, my soul, thy rest shall be ! 

3 Oh, may I, no longer dreaming, 

Idly waste my golden day, 
But, each precious hour redeeming, 
Upward, onward press my way ! 

944 Patience and Self-denial. 8, J. 

1 Pilgrims in this vale of sorrow, 

Pressing onward toward the prize, 
Strength and comfort here we borrow 
From the Hand that rules the skies. 

2 'Mid these scenes of self-denial, 

We are called the race to run ; 
We must meet full many a trial 
Ere the victor's crown is won. 

3 Love shall every conflict lighten, 

Hope shall urge us swifter on, 
Faith shall every prospect brighten. 
Till the morn of heaven shall dawn. 

4 On the Eternal arm reclining, 

We at length shall win the day ; 
All the powers of earth combining, 
Shall not snatch our crown away. 

945 Zeal.— John 4 : 35. C. M. 

1 Oh, still in accents sweet and strong 

Sounds forth the ancient word, — 
" More reapers for white harvest fields, 
More laborers for the Lord ! " 

2 We hear the call ; in dreams no more 

In selfish ease we lie, 
But girded for our Father's work, 
Go forth beneath his sky. 

3 Where prophets' word, and martyrs' blood, 

And prayers of saints were sown, 
We, to their labors entering in, 
Would reap where they have strown. 

946 Beneficence. CM. 

1 Jesus, our Lord, how rich thy grace ! 

Thy bounties how complete ! 
How shall we count the matchless sum ! 
How pay the mighty debt ! 

2 High on a throne of radiant light 

Dost thou exalted shine ; 
What can our poverty bestow 
When all the worlds are thine ? 

3 But thou hast brethren here below, 

The partners of thy grace ; 
And wilt confess their humble names, 
Before thy Father's face. 



4 In them thou may'st be clothed and fed, 
And visited and cheered ; 
And in their accents of distress, 
Our Saviour's voice is heard. 

947 The Martyr-spirit. C. M. 

1 The Son of God goes forth to war, 

A kingly crown to gain ; 
His blood-red banner streams afar: 
Who follows in his train ? 

2 Who best can drink his cup of woe, 

And triumph over pain, 
Who patient bear his cross below — 
He follows in his train. 

3 A glorious band, the chosen few, 

On whom the Spirit came : 
Twelve valiant saints, their hope they knew, 
And mocked the cross and flame. 

4 They climbed the dizzy steep to heaven 

Through peril, toil, and pain : 
O God ! to us may grace be given 
To follow in their train ! 

948 

11 Ye do it tcnto me" C. M. 

1 What shall we render, bounteous Lord, 

For all the grace we see ? 
The goodness feeble worms can yield 
Extendeth not to thee. 

2 To tents of w T oe, to beds of pain, 

We cheerfully repair, 
And, with the gifts thy hand bestows, 
Relieve the mourners there. 

3 Thus passing through the vale of tears, 

Our useful light shall shine, 
And others learn to glorify 
Our Father's name divine. 

949 "Not my will, but thine." 6. D. 

1 My Jesus, as thou wilt ! 

Oh, may thy will be mine ; 
Into thy hand of love 

I would my all resign ; 
Through sorrow, or through joy, 

Conduct me as thine own, 
And help me still to say, 

My Lord, thy will be done ! 

2 My Jesus, as thou wilt ! 

Though seen through many a tear, 
Let not my star of hope 

Grow dim or disappear : 
Since thou on earth hast wept, 

And sorrowed oft alone, 
If I must weep with thee, 

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3 My Jesus, as thou wilt ! 

All shall be well for me j 
Each changing future scene 

I gladly trust with thee : 
Straight to my home above 

I travel calmly on, 
And sing, in life or death, 

My Lord, thy will be done ! 

950 "He knoweth the way." 6. D. 

1 Thy way, not mine, O Lord, 

However dark it be ! 
Lead me by thine own hand ; 

Choose out the path for me. 
I dare not choose my lot : 

I would not, if I might ; 
Choose thou for me, my God, 

So shall I walk aright. 

2 The kingdom that I seek 

Is thine : so let the way 
That leads to it be thine, 

Else I must surely stray. 
Take thou my cup, and it 

With joy or sorrow fill, 
As best to thee may seem ; 

Choose thou my good and ill. 

3 Choose thou for me my friends 

My sickness or my health ; 
Choose thou my cares for me, 

My poverty or wealth. 
Xot mine, not mine the choice, 

In things or great or small ; 
Be thou my Guide, my Strength, 

My Wisdom, and my All. 

951 » Thy will be done." L. M. 

1 My God, my Father, while I stray 

Far from my home, on life's rough way, 

Oh, teach me from my heart to say, 

ik Thy will be done, thy will be done ! " 

2 What though in lonely grief I sigh 
For friends~beloved no longer nigh • 
Submissive still would I reply, 

kt Thy will be done, thy will be done ! " 

3 If thou shouldst call me to resign 
What most I prize, — it ne'er was mine ; 
I only yield thee what was thine : 

" Thy will be done, thy will be done ! " 

4 If but my fainting heart be blest 
With thy sweet Spirit for its guest, 
My God, to thee I leave the rest ; 

kl Thy will be done, thy will be done ! " 

5 Renew my will from day to day ; 
Blend it with thine, and take away 
Whate'er now makes it hard to say, 
kt Thy will be done, thv will be done ! " 



6 Then when on earth I breathe no more, 
The prayer oft mixed with tears before, 
I'll sing 'upon a happier shore : 
lk Thy will be done, thy will be done ! " 

952 u Nevertheless, afterward" L. M. 

1 I bless thee, Lord, for sorrows sent 

To break the dream of human power, 
For now my shallow cistern's spent, 
I find thy'fount and thirst no more. 

2 I take thy hand and fears grow still : 

Behold' thy face, and doubts remove • 
Who would not yield his wavering will 
To perfect truth and boundless love ! 

3 That truth gives promise of a dawn, 

Beneath whose li°;ht I am to see, 
When all these blinding vails are drawn, 
This was the wisest path for me. 

4 That love this restless soul doth teach 

The strength of thy eternal calm ; 
And tunes its sad and broken speech, 
To sing ev'n now the angels' psalm. 

953 God loves and chastens. L. M. 

1 I caxxot always trace the way 

Where thou, almighty One, dost move ; 
But I can alwa3 T s, always say. 
That God is love, that God is love. 

2 When fear her chilling mantle flings 

O'er earth, my soul to heaven above, 
As to her native home, upsprings, 
For God is love, for God is love. 

3 When mystery clouds my darkened path, 

I'll check my dread, my doubts reprove *, 
In this my soul sweet comfort hath, 
That God is love, that God is love. 

4 Yes, God is love ; — a thought like this, 

Can every gloomy thought remove, 
And turn all tears, all woes ; to bliss, 
For God is love, for God is love. 

954 ""He leadeth me." L. M. 

1 He leadeth .me ! oh, blessed thought, 

Oh, words with heavenly comfort fraught ! 

Whate'er I do, where'er I be. 

Still 'tis God's hand that leadeth me. 

Ref. — He leadeth me ! he leadeth me ! 
By his own hand he leadeth me ; 
His faithful follower I would be, 
For by his hand he leadeth me. 

2 Sometimes 'mid scenes of deepest gloom, 
Sometimes where Eden's bowers bloom, 
By waters still, o'er troubled sea, — 
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3 Lord ! I would clasp thy hand in mine, 
Nor ever murmur nor repine, 
Content, whatever lot I see, 

Since 'tis my God that leadeth me.— Ref. 

4 And when my task on earth is done, 
When by thy grace the victory's won, 
Ev'n death's cold wave I will not flee, 
Since God through Jordan leadeth me. — Ref. 

955 "I love thee, Lord! " L. M. D. 

1 Though sorrows rise and dangers roll, 
In waves of darkness o'er my soul .; 
Though friends are false, and love decays, 
A nd few and evil are my days ; 
Though conscience, fiercest of my foes, 
Swells with remembered guilt my woes j 
Yet ev'n in nature's utmost ill, 

I love thee, Lord ! I love thee still ! 

2 Though Sinai's curse, in thunder dread, 
Peals o'er mine unprotected head, 
And memory points, with busy pain, 
To grace and mercy given in vain ; 
Till nature, shrinking in the strife, 
Would fly to hell to 'scape from life ; 
Though every thought has power to kill, 
I love thee, Lord ! i love thee still ! 

3 Oh, by the pangs thyself hast borne, 
The ruffian's blow, the tyrant's scorn, 
By Sinai's curse, whose dreadful doom 
Was buried in thy guiltless tomb ; 

By these my pangs, whose healing smart, 
Thy grace hath planted in my heart — 
I know, I feel thy bounteous will, 
Thou lov'st me, Lord ! thou lov'st me still ! 

956 "Sweet to lie passive." CM. 

1 When languor and disease invade 

This trembling house of clay, 
'Tis sweet to look beyond my pain, 
And long to fly away ; — 

2 Sweet to look inward, and attend 

The whispers of his love ; 
Sweet to look upward to the place 
Where Jesus pleads above ; — 

3 Sweet on his faithfulness to rest, 

Whose love can never end ; 
Sweet on his covenant of grace 
For all things to depend ; — 

4 Sweet, in the confidence of faith, 

To trust his firm decrees ; 
Sweet to lie passive in his hands, 
And know no will but his. 

5 If such the sweetness of the streams, 

What must the fountain be, 
Where saints and angels draw their bliss. 
Immediately from thee ! 



957 "Blessed be the Lord." CM. 

1 One prayer I have — all prayers in one — 

When I am wholly thine ; 
Thy will, my God, thy will be done, 
And let that will be mine. 

2 All-wise, almighty, and all-good, 

In thee I firmly trust ; 
Thy ways, unknown or understood, 
Are merciful and just. 

3 May I remember that to thee 

Whate'er I have I owe : 
And back, in gratitude, from me, 
May all thy bounties flow. 

4 And though thy wisdom takes away, 

Shall I arraign thy will ? 
No, let me bless thy name, and say, 
4< The Lord is gracious still." 

5 A pilgrim through the earth I roam. 

Of nothing long possessed ; 
And all must fail when I go home, 
For this is not my rest. 

958 Light in Darkness. CM. 

1 O thou who driest the mourner's tear ! 

How dark this world would be, 
If, when deceived and wounded here, 
We could not fly to thee ! 

2 When joy no longer soothes or cheers, 

And ev'n the hope that threw 
A moment's sparkle o'er our tears, 
Is dimmed and vanished too ; — 

3 Oh, who would bear life's stormy doom, 

Did not thy wing of love 
Come, brightly wafting through the gloom 
Our peace-branch from above ? 

4 Then sorrow touched by thee grows bright, 

With more than rapture's ray : 
As darkness shows us worlds of'light 
We never saw by day. 

959 "My times."— Ps. 31: 15. C M. 

1 My times of sorrow and of joy, 

Great God ! are in thy hand ; 
My choicest comforts come from thee, 
And go at thy command. 

2 If thou shouldst take them all away, 

Yet would I not repine ; 
Before they were possessed by me, 
They were entirely thine. 

3 Nor would I drop a murmuring word, 

Though the whole world were gone, 
But seek enduring happiness, 
In thee, and thee alone. 



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960 "To die is gain."— Phil, i : 21. C. M. 

1 When musing sorrow weeps the past, 

And mourns the present pain ; 
How sweet to think of peace at last, 
And feel that death is gain ! 

2 'Tis not that murmuring thoughts arise, 

And dread a Father's will ; 
'Tis not that meek submission flies, 
And would not suffer still. 

3 It is that heaven-born faith surveys 

The path that leads to light, 
And longs her eagle plumes to raise, 
And lose herself in sight. 

4 Oh, let me wing my hallowed flight 

From earth-born woe and care. 
And soar above these clouds of night, 
My Saviour's bliss to share. 

961 "It is ir—Matt. 14 : 27. C M. 

1 When waves of trouble round me swell, 

My soul is not disrna}^ed ; 
I hear a voice I know full well, — 
" 'Tis I ; be not afraid." 

2 When black the threatening skies appear, 

And storms my path invade, 
Those accents tranquilize each fear, — 
" 'Tis I ; be not afraid." 

3 There is a gulf that must be crossed : 

Saviour, be near to aid ! 
Whisper, when my frail bark is tossed,— 
ik "lis I ; be not afraid." 

4 There is a dark and fearful vale, 

Death hides within its shade ; 
Oh, say, when flesh and heart shall fail,— 
" 'Tis I • be not afraid." 

962 Smitten with a pierced hand. C. M. 

1 O thou whose mercy guides my way, 

Though now it seems severe, 
Forbid my unbelief to say 
There is no mercy here ! 

2 Oh, may I, Lord, desire the pain 

That comes in kindness down, 
Far more than sweetest earthly gain, 
Succeeded by a frown. 

3 Then though thou bend my spirit low, 

Love only shall I see ; 
The gracious hand that strikes the blow- 
Was wounded once for me. 

963 Kindness even in affliction. S. M. 
x How tender is thy hand, 

O thou beloved" Lord ! 
Afflictions come at thy command, 
And leave us at th}- word. 



2 How gentle was the rod 

That chastened us for sin ! 
How soon we found a smiling God, 
Where deep distress had been ! 

3 A Father's hand we felt, 

A Father's heart we knew ; 
With tears of penitence we knelt, 
And found his word was true. 

4 We told him all our grief, 

We thought of Jesus' love ; 
A sense of pardon brought relief, 
And bade our pains remove. 

5 Now we will bless the Lord, 

And in his strength confide ; 
For ever be his name adored ; 
For there is none beside. 

964 "My times:'— Psalm 31 : 15. S. M. 

1 " My times are in thy hand : " 

My God ! I wish them there ; 
My life, my friends, my soul, I leave 
Entirely to thy care. 

2 " My times are in thy hand," 

Whatever they may be ; 
Pleasing or painful, dark or bright, 
As best may seem to thee. 

3 " My times are in thy hand ; " — 

Why should I doubt or fear? 
My Father's hand will never cause 
His child a needless tear. 

4 '* My times are in thy hand,"— 

Jesus, the crucified ! 
The hand my cruel sins had pierced, 
Is now my guard and guide. 

965 * Shalt know hereafter." S. M. 

1 Along my earthly w T ay, 

How many clouds are spread ! 
Darkness, with scarce one cheerful ray. 
Seems gathering o'er my head. 

2 Yet, Father, thou art Love ; 

Oh, hide not from my view ! 
But when I look, in prayer, above, 
Appear in mercy through ! 

3 My pathway is not hid ; 

Thou kno'west all my need ; 
And I would do as Israel did, — 
Follow where thou wilt lead. 

4 Lead me, and then m}^ feet 

Shall never, never stray ; 
But safely I shall reach the seat 
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5 And, oh, from that bright throne 
I shall look back, and see, — 
The path I went, and that alone 
Was the right path for me. 

966 "We walk by faith." S. M. 

1 If, through unruffled seas, 

Toward heaven we calmly sail, 
With grateful hearts, O God, to thee, 
We'll own the favoring gale. 

2 But should the surges rise, 

And rest delay to come, 
Blest be the sorrow — kind the storm, 
Which drives us nearer home. 

3 Soon shall our doubts and fears 

All yield to thy control : 
Thy tender mercies shall illume 
The midnight of the soul. 

4 Teach us, in every state, 

To make thy will our own ; 
And when the joys of sense depart, 
To live by faith alone. 

967 "Spare me !"—Ps. 39: 9. S. M. 

1 It is thy hand, my God ; 

My sorrow comes from thee : 
I bow beneath thy chastening rod, 
'Tis love that bruises me. 

2 I would not murmur, Lord j 

Before thee I am dumb : 
Lest I should breathe one murmuring word. 
To thee for help I come. 

3 My God, thy name is Love ; 

A Father's hand is thine ; 
With tearful eyes I look above, 
And cry, " Thy will be mine ! " 

4 I know thy will is right, 

Though it may seem severe ; 
Thy path is still unsullied light, 
Though dark it oft appear. 

5 Jesus for me hath died ; 

Thy Son thou didst not spare : 
His pierced hands, his bleeding side, 
Thy love for me declare. 

6 Here my poor heart can rest ; 

My God, it cleaves to thee : 
Thy will is love, thine end is blest, 
All work for good to me. 

968 "Dealeth as with sons." S. M. 
1 Be tranquil, O my soul, 

Be quiet, every fear ! 
Thy Father hath supreme control, 
And he is ever near. 



2 Ne'er of thy lot complain, 

Whatever may befall ; 
Sickness or sorrow, care or pain, 
'Tis well appointed all. 

3 A Father's chastening hand 

Is leading thee along ; 
Nor distant is the promised land, 
Where swells the immortal song. 

4 Oh, then, my soul, be still ! 

Await heaven's high decree • 
Seek but to do thy Father's will, 
It shall be well with thee. 

969 "Son of Mary."— Heb. 7 : 14. 7- D. 

1 When our heads are bowed with woe ; 
When our bitter tears o'erflow ; 
When we mourn the lost, the dear, 
Jesus, Son of Mary, hear ! 

Thou our feeble flesh hast worn ; 
Thou our mortal griefs hast borne ; 
Thou hast shed the human tear : 
Jesus, Son of Mary, hear ! 

2 When the heart is sad within, 
With the thought of all its sin ; 
When the spirit shrinks with fear, 
Jesus, Son of Mary, hear ! 

Thou the shame, the grief, hast known ; 
Though the sins were not thine own, 
Thou hast deigned their load to bear : 
Jesus, Son of Mary, hear ! 

3 W T hen our eyes grow dim in death ; 
When we heave the parting breath ; 
When our solemn doom is near, 
Jesus, Son of Mary, hear ! 

Thou hast bowed the dying head ; 
Thou the blood of life hast shed ; 
Thou hast filled a mortal bier : 
Jesus, Son of Mary, hear ! 

970 Looking to Jesus. 7« 

1 When along life's thorny road. 
Faints the soul beneath the load, 
By its cares and sins oppressed, 
Finds on earth no peace or rest ; 
When the wily tempter's near,' 
Filling us with doubt and fear : 
Jesus, to thy feet we flee, 
Jesus, we will look to thee. 

2 Thou, our Saviour, from the throne 
List'nest to thy people's moan ; 
Thou, the living Head, dost share 
Every pang thy members bear : 
Full of tenderness thou art, 
Thou wilt heal the broken heart ; 
Full of power, thine arm shall quell 
All the rage and might of hell. 



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3 Mighty to redeem and save, 
Thou hast overcome the grave j 
Thou the bars of death hast riven, 
Opened wide the gates of heaven ; 
Soon in glory thou shalt come, 
Taking thy poor pilgrims home ; 
Jesus, then we all shall be. 
Ever — ever — Lord, with thee. 

971 Comfort —2. Cor. 1:5. 7> 5- 

1 In the dark and cloudy day, 
When earth's riches flee away, 
And the last hope will not stay, 

Saviour, comfort me ! 

2 When the secret idol's gone 

That my poor heart yearned upon,— 
Desolate, bereft, alone, 
Saviour, comfort me ! 

3 Thou, who wast so sorely tried, 
In the darkness crucified, 

Bid me in thy love confide ; 
Saviour, comfort me ! 

4 Comfort me ; I am cast down : 
'Tis my heavenly Father's frown ; 
I deserve it all, I own : 

Saviour, comfort me ! 

5 So it shall be good for me 
Much afflicted now to be, 
If thou wilt but tenderly, 

Saviour, comfort me ! 

972 '"For he caret/iF — 1 Pet. 5:7. 7- 

1 Cast thy burden on the Lord, 
Only lean upon his word ; 

Thou wilt soon have cause to bless 
His unchanging faithfulness. 

2 He sustains thee by his hand, 
He enables thee to stand : 

Those, whom Jesus once hath loved, 
From his grace are never moved. 

3 Heaven and earth may pass away, 
God's free grace shall' not deca}-"; ' 
He hath promised to fulfill 

All the pleasure of his will. 

4 Jesus ! guardian of thy flock, 
Be thvself our 



2 Trials must and will befall ; 

But with humble faith to see 
Love inscribed upon them all,— 
This is happiness to me. 

3 God in Israel sows the seeds 

Of affliction, pain, and toil ; 
These spring up and choke the weeds 
Which would else o'erspread the soil. 

4 Did I meet no trials here, 

No chastisement by the way, 
Might I not with reason fear 
I should prove a castaway? 

5 Trials make the promise sweet ; 

Trials give new life to prayer ; 
Trials bring me to his feet, 
Lay me low, and keep me there. 

974 Clinging- to Christ. 8, 6. 

1 O Holy Saviour ! Friend unseen, 
Since on thine arm thou bid'st me lean, 
Help me, throughout life's changing scene, 

By faith to cling to thee ! 

2 What though the world deceitful prove, 
And earthly friends and hopes remove ; 
With patient, uncomplaining love, 

Still would I cling to thee. 

3 Though oft I seem to tread alone 

Life's dreary waste, with thorns o'ergrown, 
Thy voice of love, in gentlest tone, 
Still whispers, " Cling to me ! " 

4 Though faith and hope are often tried, 
I ask not, need not, aught beside ; 

So safe, so calm, so satisfied, 

The soul that clings to thee ! 

975 A will resigned. — Luke 22 : 42. 8, 6. 

1 I ask not now for gold to gild. 

With mocking shine, an aching frame ; 
The yearning of the mind is stilled — 
I ask not now for fame. 

2 But, bowed in lowliness of mind, 

I make m-3* humble wishes known ; 
I only ask a will resigned, 
O Father, to thine own. 



Make" us by thy powerful hand, 
Firm as ZionVmountain stand. 

973 Love seen in Trials. 

1 'Tis my happiness below 

Not to live without the cross, 
But the Saviour's power to know, 

Sanctifvinq: everv loss. 



3 In vain I task my aching brain, 

In vain the sage's thoughts I scan • 
I only feel how weak I am, 
How poor and blind is man. 

4 And now my spirit sighs for home, 

And longs" for light whereby to see ; 
And, like a weary child, would come, 
O Father, unto thee. 



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976 Mark 14 : 36. 8, 4. 

1 44 Thy will be done ! ' 'In devious way 
The hurrying stream of life may run ; 
Yet still our grateful hearts shall say, 

44 Thy will be done." 

2 44 Thy will be done ! " If o'er us shine 
A gladdening and a prosperous, sun, 
This prayer will make it more divine — 

14 Thy will be done." 

3 ' 4 Thy will be done ! " Tho' shrouded o'er 
Our path with gloom, one comfort — one 

Is ours :— to breathe, while we adore, 
4k Thy will be done." 



977 



''''Lead thou me on J 



10, 4. 

1 Lead, kindly Light! amid the encircling 

gloom, 

Lead thou me on ; 
The night is dark, and I am far from home, 

Lead thou me on • 
Keep thou my feet ; I do not ask to see 
The distant scene ; one step enough for me. 

2 I was not ever thus, nor prayed that thou 

Shouldst lead me on ; 
I loved to choose and see my path ; but now 

Lead thou me on : 
I loved the garish day, and spite of fears, 
Pride ruled my will. Remember not past 
years. 

3 So long thy power has blessed me, sure it still 

Will lead me on 
O'er moor and fen, o'er crag and torrent, till 

The night is gone ; 
And with the morn those angel faces smile 
Which I have loved long since, and lost 
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978 



44 Thou art near," 



P. M. 



1 God is near thee, 
Therefore cheer thee, 

Sad soul ! 
He'll defend thee, 
When around thee 

Billows roll. 

2 Calm thy sadness, 
Look in gladness 

On high ! 
Faint and weary, 
Pilgrim, cheer thee ! 

Help is nigh ! . 

3 Hark the sea-bird, 
Wildly wheeling 

Through the skies ; 
God defends him, 
God attends him, 

When he cries ! 



979 "Balm in Gilead?" L. M. 61. 

1 Peace, troubled soul, whose plaintive moan 

Hath taught each scene the notes of woe j 
Cease thy complaint, suppress thy groan, 

And let thy tears forget to flow ; 
Behold, the precious balm is found, 
To lull thy pain, to heal thy wound. 

2 Come, freely come, by sin oppressed ; 

On Jesus cast thy weighty load ; 
In him thy refuge find, thy rest, 

Safe in the mercy of thy God ; 
Thy God's thy Saviour — glorious word ! 
For ever love and praise the Lord. 



980 



L. M. 61. 



44 Eben-ezer? 1 

1 Be still, my heart ! these anxious cares 
To thee are burdens, thorns, and snares ; 
They cast dishonor on thy Lord, 

And contradict his gracious word ; 
Brought safely by his hand thus far, 
Why wilt thou now give place to fear ? 

2 When first before his mercy-seat 
Thou didst to him thy all commit, 
He gave thee warrant from that hour 
To trust his wisdom, love, and power : 
Did ever trouble yet befall, 

And he refuse to hear thy call ? 

3 He who has helped thee hitherto, 
Will help thee all thy journey through 
Though rough and thorny be the road,' 
It leads thee home, apace, to God ; 
Then count thy present trials small, 
For heaven will make amends for all. 

981 "As thy days." L. M. 

1 When adverse winds and waves arise, 
And in my heart despondence sighs ; 
When life her throng of cares reveals, 
And weakness o'er my spirit steals, 
Grateful I hear the kind decree, 

That 44 as my day, my strength shall be." 

2 One trial more must yet be past, 
One pang — the keenest and the last ; 

And when, with brow convulsed and pale, 
My feeble, quivering heart-strings fail, 
Redeemer ! grant my soul to see 
That 44 as her day, her strength shall be." 



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L. M. 61. 



4 y2 t evening time" 
1 At evening time let there be light ; 
Life's little day draws near its close 
Around me fall the shades of night, 
The night of death, the grave's repose ; 
To crown my joys, to end my woes, 
At evening time let there be light. 



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2 At evening time let there be light ; 

Stormy and dark hath been my day ; 
Yet rose the morn divinely bright : 
Dews, birds, and blossoms cneered the 

wa y ; 

Oh, for one sweet, one parting ray ! 
At evening time let there be light. 

3 At evening time there shall be light ! 

For God hath spoken ; it must be ; 
Fear, doubt, and anguish take their flight ; 

His glory now is risen on me ; 

Mine eyes shall his salvation see ; 
'Tis evening time, and there is light ! 

983 "Jesus wept."— John n : 35. I'. M. 61. 

1 When gathering clouds around I view, 
And days are dark, and friends are few, 
On him I lean, who, not in vain, 
Experienced every human pain ; 

He sees my wants, allays my fears, 
And counts and treasures up my tears. 

2 If aught should tempt my soul to stray 
From heavenly virtue's narrow way, — 
To fly the good I would pursue, 

Or do the sin I would not do, — 

Still he,.who felt temptation's power, 

Shall guard me in that dangerous hour. 

3 When sorrowing o'er some stone, I bend, 
W^hich covers all that was a friend, 

And from his voice, his hand, his smile, 
Divides me, for a little while, 
My Saviour sees the tears I shed, 
For Jesus wept o'er Lazarus dead. 

4 And oh, when I have safely passed 
Through every conflict, but the last, — 
Still, still unchanging, watch beside 
My painful bed, — for thou hast died ; 
Then point to realms of cloudless day, 
And wipe my latest tear away. 

984 The Ministry '.—Ban. 12: 3. L. M. 

1 How blest are those, how truly wise, 

Who learn and keep the sacred road ! 
How happy they whom heaven employs 
To turn rebellious hearts to God : — 

2 To win them from the fatal way 

Where erring folly thoughtless roves, 
And that blest righteousness display 
Which Jesus wrought and God approves. 

3 The shining firmament shall fade, 

And sparkling stars resign their light ; 
But these shall know nor change nor shade, 
For ever fair, for ever bright. 



985 Welcoming a Pastor . L. M. 

1 We bid thee welcome in the name 

Of Jesus, our exalted Head ; 
Come as a servant : so he came, 
And we receive thee in his stead. 

2 Come as a shepherd ; guard and keep 

This fold from hell, and earth, and sin ; 
Nourish the lambs, and feed the sheep, 
The wounded heal, the lost bring in. 

3 Come as a teacher, sent from God, 

Charged his whole counsel to declare ; 
Lift o'er our ranks the prophet's rod, 
While we uphold thy hands with prayer. 

4 Come as a messenger of peace, 

Filled with the Spirit, fired with love ! 
Live to behold our large increase, 
And die to meet us all above. 

986 For Dedication. L. M. 

1 The perfect world, by Adam trod, 
Was the first temple, — built by God ; 
His fiat laid the corner-stone, 

And heaved its pillars, one by one. 

2 He hung its starry roof on high— 
The broad, illimitable sky ; 

He spread its pavement, green and bright, 
And curtained it with morning light. 

3 The mountains in their places stood, 
The sea — the sky — and " all was good." 
And when its first pure praises rang, 
The u morning stars together sang. 

4 Lord, 'tis not ours to make the sea, 
And earth, and sky, a house for thee ; 
But in thy sight our offering stands — 

An humbler temple, " made with hands." 

987 The Ministry. L. M. 

1 Father of mercies, bow thine ear, 
Attentive to our earnest prayer ; 

We plead for those who plead for thee ; 
Successful may they ever be. 

2 Clothe thou with energy divine 

Their words, and let those words be thine ; 
Teach them immortal souls to gain, 
Nor let them labor, Lord, in vain. 

3 Let thronging multitudes around 
Hear from their lips the joyful sound ; 
And light through distant realms be spread, 
Till Zion rears her drooping head. 

988 Convocation. L. M. 
1 Pour out thy Spirit from on high ; 

Lord ! thine assembled servants bless ; 
Graces and gifts to each supply. 
And clothe thy priests with righteousness. 



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2 Wisdom, and zeal, and faith impart, 

Firmness with meekness from above, 
To bear thy people on our heart, 
And love the souls whom thou dost love : — 

3 To watch and pray, and never faint ; 

By day and night strict guard to keep ; 
To warn the sinner, cheer the saint, 
Nourish thy lambs, and feed thy sheep ; — 

4 Then, when our work is finished here, 

In humble hope our charge resign : 
When the chief Shepherd shall appear, 
O God ! may they and we be thine ! 

989 Seeking a Pastor . L. M. 

1 O Lord, thy pitying eye surveys 

Our wandering paths, our trackless ways : 
Send forth, in love, thy truth and light, 
To guide our doubtful footsteps right. 

2 In humble faith, behold we wait : 
On thee we call at mercy's gate ; 

Our drooping hearts, O God, sustain, — 
Shall Israel seek thy face in vain ? 

3 O Lord ! in ways of peace return, 
Nor let thy flock neglected mourn ; 
May our blest eyes a shepherd see, 
Dear to our souls, and dear to thee. 

990 Prayer for Pastor. L. M. 

1 With heavenly power, O Lord, defend 
Him whom we now to thee commend j 
Thy faithful messenger secure, 

And make him to the end endure. 

2 Gird him with all-sufficient grace ; 
Direct his feet in paths of peace ; 
Thy truth and faithfulness fulfill, 
And arm him to obey thy will. 

991 Church Dedication. L. M. 

1 Oh, bow thine ear, Eternal One ! 

On thee our heart adoring calls : 
To thee the followers of thy Son 
Have raised, and now devote these walls. 

2 Here let thy holy days be kept ; 

And be this place to worship given, 
Like that bright spot where Jacob, slept, 
The house of God, the gate of heaven. 

3 Here may thine honor dwell ; and here, 

As incense, let thy children's prayer, 
From contrite hearts and lips sincere, 
Rise on the still and holy air. 

4 Here be thy praise devoutly sung ; 

Here let thy truth beam forth to save, 
As when, of old, thy Spirit hung, 
On wings of light, o'er Jordan's wave. 



5 And when the lips, that with thy name 
Are vocal now, to dust shall turn, 
On others may devotion's flame 
Be kindled here, and purely burn ! 

992 A growing kingdom. C M. 

1 Oh, where are kings and empires now, 

Of old that went and came? 
But, Lord, thy church is praying yet, 
A thousand years the same. 

2 We mark her goodly battlements, 

And her foundations strong ■ 
We hear within the solemn voice 
Of her unending song. 

3 For not like kingdoms of the world 

Thy holy church, O God ! 
Though earthquake shocks are threatening 
her, 

And tempests are abroad j — 

4 Unshaken as eternal hills, 

Immovable she stands, 
A mountain that shall fill the earth, 
A house not made by hands. 

993 "Little Flocks— Luke 12.: 32. CM. 

1 Church of the ever-living God, 

The Father's gracious choice, 
Amid the voices of this earth 
How feeble is thy voice ! 

2 A little flock ! — so calls he thee 

Who bought thee with his blood ; 
A little flock, disowned of men, 
But owned and loved of God. 

3 Not many rich or noble called, 

Not many great or wise ; 
They whom God makes his kings and priests 
Are poor in human eyes. 

4 But the chief Shepherd comes at length ; 

Their feeble days are o'er, 
No more a handful in the earth, 
A little flock no more. 

5 No more a lily among thorns, 

Weary and faint and few ; 
But countless as the stars of heaven, 
Or as the early dew. 

6 Then entering the eternal halls, 

In robes of victory. 
That mighty multitude shall keep 
The joyous jubilee. 

994 " Can a mother forget ?" C M. 
1 A mother may forgetful be, 

For human love is frail ; 
But thy Creator's love to thee, 
O Zion, cannot fail. 



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2 No, thy dear name engraven stands, 

In characters of love, 
On thy almighty Father's hands ; 
And never shall remove. 

3 Before his ever-watchful eye 

Thy mournful state appears, 
And every groan, and every sigh, 
Divine compassion hears. 

4 O Zion, learn to doubt no more, 

Be every fear suppressed ; 
Unchanging truth, and love', and power, 
Dwell in thy Saviour's breast. 



995 



C. M. 



For Dedication. 

1 O thou, whose own vast temple stands, 

Built over earth and sea, 
Accept the walls that human hands 
Have raised to worship thee. 

2 Lord, from thine inmost glory send, 

Within these courts to bide, 
The peace that dwelleth without end, 
Serenely by thy side ! 

3 May erring minds that worship here 

Be taught the better way ; 
And they who mourn, and they who fear, 
Be strengthened as they pray. 

4 May faith grow firm, and love grow warm, 

And pure devotion rise, 
While round these hallowed walls the storm 
Of earth-born passions dies. 



996 



Churck Dedication. 

1 God of the universe, to thee 

This sacred fane we rear, 
And now, with songs and bended knee, 
Invoke thy presence here. 

2 Long may this echoing dome resound 

The praises of thy name ; 
These hallowed walls to all around 
The triune God proclaim. 

3 Here let thy love, thy presence dwell ; 

Thy glory here make known ; 
Thy people's home, oh, come and fill, 
And seal it as thine own. 

4 When sad with care, by sin oppressed, 

Here may the burdened soul 
Beneath thy sheltering wing find rest ; 
Here make the wounded whole. 

5 And when the last long Sabbath morn 

Upon the just shall rise, 
May all who own thee here be borne 
To mansions in the skies. 



C. M. 



997 " Who is sufficient ? " C. M. 

1 Let Zion's watchmen all awake 

And take the alarm they give, 
Now let them frcm the mouth of God 
Their solemn charge receive. 

2 'Tis not a cause of small import 

The pastor's care demands, 
But what might fill an angel's heart, 
And filled a Saviour's hands. 

3 They watch for souls for whom the Lord 

Did heavenly bliss forego — 
For souls that must for ever live 
In rapture or in woe. 

4 All to the great tribunal haste, 

The account to render there ; 
And shouldst thou strictly mark our faults, 
Lord ! how should we appear? 

5 May they that Jesus whom they preach, 

Their own Redeemer, see, 
And watch thou daily o'er their souls, 
That thev may watch for thee. 

998 The Chief Corner-stone. 8, 7* 61. 

1 Christ is made the sure foundation, 

Christ the Head and Corner-stone, 
Chosen of the Lord, and precious, 

Binding all the Church in one, 
Holy Zion's help for ever, 

And her confidence alone. 

2 To this temple, where we call thee, 

Come, O Lord of hosts, to-day ; 
With thy wonted loving-kindness 

Hear thy servants as they pray ; 
And thy fullest benediction 

Shed within its wall alway. 

3 Here vouchsafe to all thy servants 

What they ask of thee to gain, 
What they gain from thee for ever 

With the blessed to retain, 
And hereafter in thy glory 

Evermore with thee to reign. 

999 "The Lamb's Wife: 1 8, 7. 61. 

1 Blessed Salem, long expected, 

Vision bright of peace and dear ! 
Who of living stones erected, 

Moulded in the heavenly sphere, 
And, by angel guards protected, 

Dost in bridal-pomp appear. 

2 From the heaven of heavens descending 

All prepared to meet thy Head, 
In thy robes of light attending, 

Thou art to his presence led ; 
Golden glories, richly blending, 

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3 Bright with pearls thy gates are beaming, 
Wide unfolded they remain : 
Thither come, through grace redeeming, 

All who wear Christ's lowly chain : 
And, his last award esteeming, 
Gladly share his cup of pain. 

1000 "They said, Alleluia." 8,7.61. 

1 Hallelujah ! song of gladness, 

Song of everlasting joy ; 
Hallelujah ! song the sweetest 

That can angel-hosts employ ; 
Hymning in God's holy presence 

Their high praise eternally. 

2 Hallelujah ! church victorious, 

Thou mayst lift this joyful strain : 
Hallelujah ! songs of triumph 

Well befit the ransomed train : 
We our song must raise with sadness, 

While in exile we remain. 

3 Hallelujah ! strains of gladness 

Suit not souls with anguish torn ; 
Halleluiah ! notes of sadness 

Best befit our state forlorn : 
For, in this dark world of sorrow, 

We, with tears, our sin must mourn. 

4 But our earnest supplication, 

Holy God, we raise to thee ; 
Bring us to thy blissful presence, 

Make us all thy joys to see ; 
Then we'll sing our hallelujah, — 

Sing to all eternity. 

1001 The Church is Christ's. 7. 6. D. 

1 The Church's one foundation 

Is Jesus Christ her Lord ; 
She is his new creation 

By water and the w r ord : 
From heaven he came and sought her 

To be his holy bride ; 
With his own blood he bought her, 

And for her life he died. 

2 Elect from every nation, 

Yet one o'er all the earth, . 
Her charter of salvation 

One Lord, one faith, one birth ; 
One holy name she blesses, 

Partakes one holy food, 
And to one hope she presses, 

With every grace endued. 

3 Though with a scornful wonder, 

Men see her sore oppressed, 
By schisms rent asunder, 
By heresies distressed, 



Yet saints their watch are keeping, 
Their cry goes up, tl How long ? " 

And soon the night of weeping 
Shall be the morn of song. 

4 Yet she on earth hath union 

With God the Three in One, 
And mystic sweet communion 

With those whose rest is won ; 
With all her sons and daughters, 

Who by the Master's hand 
Led through the deathly waters, 

Repose in Eden-land. 

5 Oh, happy ones and holy ! 

Lord, give us grace that we, 
Like them, the meek and lowly, 

On high may dwell with thee : 
There past the border mountains, 

Where in sweet vales the bride, 
With thee by living fountains, 

For ever shall abide. 

6 'Mid toil and tribulation 

And tumult of her w T ar, 
She waits the consummation 

Of peace for evermore ; 
Till with the vision glorious 

Her longing eyes are blest, 
And the great Church victorious, 

Shall be the Church at rest. 

1002 Laying a Corner-stone. H. M. 

1 Christ is our Corner-stone ; 

On him alone we build ; 
With his true saints alone 
The courts of heaven are filled ; 
On his great love I Of present grace 
Our hopes we place, | And joys above. 

2 Oh, then w^ith hymns of praise 

These hallowed courts shall ring ! 
Our voices we will raise. 

The Three in One to sing ; 
And thus proclaim Both loud and long, 

In joyful song, That glorious Name. 

3 Here may we gain from heaven 

The grace which we implore, 
And may that grace, once given, 

Be with us evermore, — 
Until that day To endless rest 

When all the blest | Are called away. 

1003 The Holy Spirit.— Luke 11 ; 13. H. M. 
1 O thou that hearest prayer ! 

Attend our humble cry ; 
And let thy servants share 

Thy blessing from on high : 
We plead the promise of thy word, 
Grant us thy Holv Spirit, Lord ! 



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2 If earthly parents hear 

Their children when they cry ; 
If they, with love sincere, 

The'ir children's wants supply ; 
Much more wilt thou thy love display, 
And answer when thy children pra} r . 

3 Our heavenly Father thou, — 

We— children of thy grace,— 
Oh, let thv Spirit now 

Descend and fill the place ; 
That all mav feel the heavenly flame 
And all unite to praise thy name. 

1004 The Church one. H. M. 

1 One sole baptismal sign, 

One Lord below, above, 
One faith, one hope divine, 

One only watchword, love • 
From different temples though it rise, 
One song ascendeth to the skies. 

2 Our sacrifice is one, 

One Priest before the throne, 
The slain, the risen Son, 

Redeemer, Lord alone ; 
And sighs from contrite hearts that spring 
Our chief, our choicest offering. 

3 Head of thy church beneath, 

The catholic, the true. 
On all her members breathe, 

Her broken frame renew : 
Then shall thy perfect will be done 
When Christians love and live as one. 

1005 The Ministry. —Isa. 52: 7. S. M. 

1 How beauteous are their feet 

Who stand on Zion's hill ! 
Who bring salvation on their tongues, 
And words of peace reveal. 

2 How charming is their voice ! 

How sweet their tidings are ! 
" Zion, behold thy Saviour King ; 
He reigns and triumphs here."' 

3 How happy are our ears, 

That hear this joyful sound ! 
Which kings and prophets waited for, 
And sought, but never found. 

4 How blessed are our eyes, 

That see this heavenly light ! 
Prophets and kings desired it long. 
But died without the sight. 

5 The watchmen join their voice, 

And tuneful notes employ ; 
Jerusalem breaks forth m s'ongs, 
.And deserts learn the joy. 



6 The Lord makes bare his arm 
Through all the earth abroad ; 
Let every nation now behold 
Their Saviour and their God ! 

1006 More laborers.— Matt. 9 : 38. S. M. D. 

1 Lord of the harvest ! hear 

Thy needy servants cry ; 
Answer our faith's effectual prayer, 

And all our wants supply. 
On thee we humbly wait ; 

Our wants are in thy view ; 
The harvest truly, Lord ! is great, 

The laborers are few. 

2 Convert and send forth more 

Into thy Church abroad ; 
And let them speak thy word of power, 

As workers with their God. 
Give the pure Gospel-word, 

The word of general grace ; 
Thee let them preach, the common Lord, 

The Saviour of our race. 

3 Oh, let them spread thy name ; 

Their mission fully prove ; 
Thy universal grace proclaim 

Thy all-redeeming love. 
On all mankind, forgiven, 

Empower them still to call, 
And tell each creature under heaven, 

That thou hast died for all. 

1007 " Of one heart r— Acts 4: 32. L. M. 

1 How blest the sacred tie that binds, 
In union sweet, according minds ! 

How swift the heavenly course they run, 
Whose hearts and faith and hopes are one. 

2 To each the soul of each how dear ! 
What jealous care, what holy fear ! 
How doth the generous flame within, 
Refine from earth and cleanse from sin ! 

3 Their streaming tears together flow, 
For human guilt and human woe ; 
Their ardent prayers united rise, 
Like mingling flames in sacrifice. 

4 Xor shall the glowing flame expire 
'Mid nature's drooping, sickening fire : 
Soon shall they meet in realms above, 
And heaven of joy, because of love. 

1008 " Members one of another L. M. 
1 Kindred in Christ ! for his dear sake, 

A hearty welcome here receive ; 
May we together now partake 
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2 To you and us by grace 'tis given 

To know the Saviour's precious name ; 
And shortly we shall meet in heaven, 
Our hope, our way, our end the same. 

3 May he, by whose kind care we meet, 

Send his good Spirit from above, 
Make our communications sweet, 
And cause our hearts to burn with love. 

4 Forgotten be each worldly theme, 

When Christians see each other thus ; 
We only wish to speak of him, 
Who lived, and died, and reigns for us. 

5 We'll talk of all he did and said, 

And suffered for us here below ; 
The path he marked for us to tread ; 
And what he's doing for us now. 

6 Thus, as the moments pass away, 

We'll love, and wonder, and adore ; 
And hasten on the glorious day, 
When we shall meet to part no more. 

1009 Matt. 10: 40-42. L. M. 
1 Come in, thou blessed of the Lord , 

Enter in Jesus' precious name ; 
We welcome thee with one accord, 
And trust the Saviour does the same. 

g Those joys which earth cannot afford, 
We'll seek in fellowship to prove j 
Joined in one spirit to our Lord, 
Together bound by mutual love. 

3 And, while we pass this vale of tears, 

We'll make our joys and sorrows known; 
We'll share each other's hopes and fears, 
And count a brother's cares our own. 

4 Once more, our welcome we repeat ; 

Receive assurance of our love j 
Oh, may we all together meet, 
Around the throne of God above. 

1010 1 John 4 : 21. C. M. 

1 How sweet, how heavenly is the sight, 

When those who love the Lord 
In one another's peace delight, 
And so fulfill his word ! 

2 When each can feel his brother's sigh, 

And with him bear a part ! 
When sorrow flows from eye to eye, 
And joy from heart to heart ! 

3 When, free from envy, scorn, and pride, 

Our wishes all above, 
Each can his brother's failings hide, 
And show a brother's love ! 



4 Let love, in one delightful stream, 

Through every bosom flow, 
And union sweet, and dear esteem 
In every action glow. 

5 Love is the golden chain that binds 

The happy souls above ; 
And he's an heir of heaven who finds 
His bosom glow with love. 

1011 1 Corinthians 12 : 27. C. M. 

1 Happy the souls to Jesus joined, 

And saved by grace alone ; 
Walking in all his ways, they find 
Their heaven on earth begun. 

2 The church triumphant in thy love, 

Their mighty joys we know : 
They sing the Lamb in hymns above, 
And we in hymns below. 

3 Thee in thy glorious realm they praise, 

And bow before thy throne ; 
We in the kingdom of thy grace : 
The kingdoms are but one. 

4 The holy to the holiest leads, 

And thence our spirits rise ; 
For he that in thy statutes treads, 
Shall meet thee in the skies. 

1012 

14 One as ive are one. 11 C. M. 

1 Lord, thou on earth didst love thine own, 

Didst love them to the end ; 
Oh, still from thy celestial throne, 
Let gifts of love descend. 

2 The love the Father bears to thee 

His own eternal Son, 
Fill all thy saints, till all shall be 
In pure affection one. 

3 As thou for us didst stoop so low, 

Warmed by love's holy flame, 
So let our deeds of kindness flow 
To all that bear thy name. 

4 One blessed fellowship of love, 

Thy living church should stand, 
Till, faultless, she at last above 
Shall shine at thy right hand. 

5 Oh, glorious day, when she, the Bride, 

With her dear Lord appears ! 
Then robed in beauty at his side, 
She shall forget her tears ! 

1013 ^God is love. ' ' — 1 John 4 : 21. C. M 
1 Our God is love, and all his saints 

His image bear below ; 
The heart with love to God inspired, 

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2 Our heavenly Father, Lord, art thou, 

Thy favored children we ; 
Oh, may we love each other here, 
As we are loved by thee. 

3 Heirs of the same immortal bliss, 

Our hopes and fears the same ; 
With bonds of grace our hearts unite, 
With mutual love inflame. 

4 So may the vain, contentious world 

See how true Christians love, 
And glorify our Saviour's grace, 
And seek that grace to prove. 

1014 "One Family,"— Eph. 3 : 15. CM. 

1 Let saints below in concert sing 

With those to glory gone ; 
For all the servants of our King 
In earth and heaven are one. 

2 One family — we dwell in him — 

One church above, beneath, 
Though now divided by the stream, 
The narrow stream of death ; — 

3 One army of the living God, 

To his command we bow ; 
Part of the host have crossed the flood, 
And part are crossing now. 

4 Ev'n now to their eternal home 

Some happy spirits fly ; 
And we are to the margin come, 
And soon expect to die. 

5 Ev'n now, by faith, we join our hands 

With those that went before, 
And greet the ransomed, blessed bands 
Upon the eternal shore. 

6 Lord Jesus ! be our constant guide : 

And, when the word is given, 
Bid death's cold flood its waves divide, 
And land us safe in heaven. 

1015 "Planted in Christ." CM. 

1 Planted in Christ, the living vine, 

This day, with one accord, 
Ourselves, with humble faith and joy, 
We yield to thee, O Lord ! 

2 Joined in one body may we be : 

One inward life partake ; 
One be our heart, one heavenly hope 
In every bosom wake. 

3 In prayer, in effort, tears, and toils, 

One wisdom be our guide ; 
Taught by one Spirit from above, 
In thee'may we abide, 



4 Then, when among the saints in light 
Our joyful spirits shine, 
Shall anthems of immortal praise, 
O Lamb of God, be thine ! 

1016 "The Head, even Ch rist . " CM. 

1 Blest be the dear, uniting love, 

That will not let us part : 
Our bodies may far off remove ; 
We still are one in heart. 

2 Joined in one spirit to our Head, 

W'here he appoints we go ; 
We still in Jesus' footsteps tread. 
And show his praise below. 

3 Oh, may we ever walk in him, 

And nothing know beside ! 
Nothing desire, nothing esteem, 
But Jesus crucified ! 

4 Partakers of the Saviour's grace,- 

The same in mind and heart, 
Not joy nor grief nor time nor place 
Nor life nor death can part. 

1017 Hebrews 12 : 18-24. C M. 

1 Not to the terrors of the Lord, 

The tempest, fire, and smoke ; 
Not to the thunder of that word 
Which God on Sinai spoke ; — ■ 

2 But we are come to Zion's hill, 

The city of our God ; 
Where milder words declare his will, 
And speak his love abroad. 

3 Behold the innumerable host 

Of angels clothed in light ; 
Behold the spirits of the just, 
Whose faith is turned to sight ! 

4 Behold the blest assembly there, 

Whose names are writ in heaven ! 
And God, the Judge of all, declare 
Their vilest sins forgiven. 

5 The saints on earth, and all the dead 

But one communion make ; 
All join in Christ, their living Head, 
And of his grace partake. 

6 In such society as this 

My weary soul would rest : 
The man that dwells where Jesus is, 
Must be for ever blest. 

1018 "Two or Three." CM.. 
1 Oh, it is joy for those to meet 

Whom one communion blends, 
Council to hold in converse sweet, 
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a 'Tis joy to think the angel train, 
Who 'mid heaven's temple shine, 
To seek our earthly temples deign, 
And in our anthems join. 

3 But chief 'tis joy to think that he 

To whom his church is dear, 
Delights her gathered flock to see, 
Her joint devotions hear. 

4 Then who would choose to walk abroad, 

While here such joys are given ; 
" This is indeed the house of God, 
And this the gate of heaven ! " 

1019 "One body in Christ." S. M. 

1 Blest be the tie that binds 

Our hearts in Christian love : 
The fellowship of kindred minds 
Is like to that above. 

2 Before our Father's throne 

We pour our ardent prayers ; 
Our fears, our hopes, our aims are one, 
Our comforts and our cares. 

3 We share our mutual woes, 

Our mutual burdens bear ; 
And often for each other flows 
The sympathizing tear. 

4 When we asunder part, 
It gives us inward pain ; 

But we shall still be joined in heart, 
And hope to meet again. 

This glorious hope revives 



4 Present we know thou art, 

But oh, thyself reveal ! 
Now, Lord, let every bounding heart 
Thy mighty comfort feel. 

5 Oh, may thy quickening voice 

The death of sin remove ; 
And bid our inmost souls rejoice, 
In hope of perfect love. 

1021 Party names. — t Cor. 12 : 13. S. 

1 Let party names no more 

The Christian world o'erspread ; 
Gentile and Jew, and bond and free, 
Are one in Christ their head. 

2 Among the saints on earth, 

Let mutual love be found ; 
Heirs of the same inheritance, 
With mutual blessings crowned. 

3 Thus will the church below 

Resemble that above ; 
Where streams of pleasure ever flow, 
And every heart is love. 

1022 " And to your children. 11 

1 Our children thou dost claim. 

O Lord, our God, as thine : 
Ten thousand blessings to thy name 
For goodness so divine ! 

2 Thee let the fathers own, 

Thee let the sons adore ; 
Joined to the Lord in solemn vows, 
To be forgot no more. 



Our courage by the way • 
While each in expectation lives, 
And longs to see the day. 

6 From sorrow, toil, and pain, 
And sin, we shall be free, 
And perfect love and friendship reign 
Through all eternity. 

1020 the midst of them.'''' S. 

1 Jesus, we look to thee, 

Thy promised presence claim ; 
Thou in the midst of us shalt be, 
Assembled in thy name. 

2 Not in the name of pride 

Or selfishness we meet ; 
From nature's paths we turn aside, 
And worldly thoughts forget. 

3 We meet the grace to take, 

Which thou hast freely given ; 
We meet on earth for thy dear sake, 
That we may meet in heaven. 



3 How great thy mercies, Lord ! 

How plenteous is thy grace ! 
Which, in the promise of thy love, 
Includes our rising race. 

4 Our offspring, still thy care, 

Shall own their fathers' God ! 
To latest times thy blessings share, 
And sound thy praise abroad. 

' 1023 ^Suffer them to come.'''' ^ 

1 The Saviour kindly calls 

Our children to nis breast ; 
He folds them in his gracious arms, 
Himself declares them blest. 

2 " Let them approach," he cries, 

Nor scorn their humble claim ; 
The heirs of heaven are such as these, 
For such as these I came." 

3 With joy we bring them, Lord, 

Devoting them to thee, 
Imploring, that, as we are thine, 
Thine may our offspring be. 



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1024 Our children.— Ps. 144: 12. S. M. 

1 Great God, now condescend 

To bless our rising race ; 
Soon may their willing spirits bend, 
The subjects of thy grace. 

2 Oh, what a pure delight 

Their happiness to see ; 
Our warmest wishes all unite, 
To lead their souls to thee. 

3 Now bless, thou God of love, 

This ordinance divine ; 
Send thy good Spirit from above, 
And make these children thine. 

1025 "Forbid them not." S. M. 

1 Thou God of sovereign grace, 

In mercy now appear ; 
We long to see thy smiling face, 
And feel that thou art near. 

2 Receive these lambs to-day, 

O Shepherd of the flock, 
And wash the stains of guilt away 
Beside the smitten Rock. 

3 To-day in love descend ; 

Oh, come, this precious hour : 
In mercy now their spirits bend 
By thy resistless power. 

4 Low bending at thy feet, 

Our offspring we resign : 
Thine arm is strong, thy love is great, 
And high thy glories shine. 

1026 "This child we dedicate." L. M. 

1 This child we dedicate to thee, 
O God of grace and purity ! 

Shield it from sin and threatening wrong, 
And let thy love its life prolong. 

2 Oh, may thy Spirit gently draw 
Its willing s'oul to keep thy law ; 
May virtue, piety, and truth, 
Dawn even with its dawning youth. 

3 We too, before thy gracious sight, 
Once shared the blest baptismal rite, 
And would renew its solemn vow 
With love, and thanks, and praises, now. 

4 Grant that, with true and faithful heart, 
We still may act the Christian's part, 
Cheered by each promise thou hast given, 
And laboriug for the prize in heaven. 

1027 The promise. —Acts 2: 39. L. M. 
2 O Lord ! encouraged by thy grace, 

We bring our infant to thy throne • 
Give it within thy heart a place, 
Let it be thine, and thine alone. 



2 Wash it from every stain of guilt. 

And let this child be sanctified • 
Lord ! thou canst cleanse it, if thou wilt, 
And all its native evils hide. 

3 We ask not, for it, earthly bliss, 

Or earthly honors, wealth 01 fame ; 
The sum of our request is this — 
That it may love and fear thy name. 

1028 ''''Feed my Lambs" L. M. 

1 With thankful hearts our songs we raise, 
To celebrate the Saviour's praise ; 

Yet who but saints in heaven above, 
Can tell the riches of his love ? 

2 He, the good Shepherd, kindly leads 
The wanderer, and the hungry feeds ; 
Deigns in his arms the lambs to bear, 
And makes them his peculiar care. 

3 Jesus, to thy protecting wing 
Our helpless little ones we bring : 

Oh, grant them grace and strength, that they 
May find and keep the heavenward way. 

1029 » They are thine." L. M. 

1 Dear Saviour, if these lambs should stray 

From thy secure enclosure's bound, 
And, lured by worldly joys away, 
Among the thoughtless crowd be found • — 

2 Remember still that they are thine, 

That thy dear sacred name they bear ; 
Think that the seal of love divine, 
The sign of covenant grace they wear. 

3 In all their erring, sinful j^ears, 

Oh, let them ne'er forgotten be ; 
Remember all the prayers and tears 
Which made them consecrate to thee. 

4 And when these lips no more can pray, 

These eyes can weep for them no more, 
Turn thou their feet from folly's way ; 
The wanderers to thy fold restore. 

1030 Genesis 28 : 19-22. C. M. 

1 O God of Bethel, by whose hand 

Thy people still are fed ; 
Who* through this weary pilgrimage 
Hast all our fathers led ! 

2 Our vows, our prayers, we now present 

Before thy throne of grace ; 
God of our fathers ! be the God 
Of their succeeding race. 

3 Through each perplexing path of life 

Our wandering footsteps guide ; 
Give us, each day, our daily bread, 
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4 Oh, spread thy covering wings around, 

Till all our wanderings cease, 
And at our Father's loved abode, 
Our souls arrive in peace. 

5 Such blessings from thy gracious hand 

Our humble prayers implore^ 
And thou shalt be our chosen God, 
Our portion evermore. 

1031 "Forbid them not CM. 

1 14 Forbid them not," the Saviour cried, 

14 But suffer them to come ; " 
Ah, then maternal tears were dried, 
And unbelief was dumb. 

2 Lord, we believe, and we obey ; 

We bring them at thy word ; 
Be thou our children's strength and stay, 
Their portion and reward. 

1032 The Covenant. — Gen. 17: 7. C. M. 

1 Our children, Lord, in faith and prayer, 

We now devote to thee ; 
Let them thy covenant mercies share 
And thy salvation see. 

2 In early days their hearts secure 

From worldly snares, we pray ; 
And let them to the end endure 
In every righteous way. 

3 Grant us before them, Lord, to live 

In holy faith and fear ; 
And then to heaven our souls receive, 
And bring our children there. 

1033 Sealing the Covenant. C M. 

1 The promise of my Father's love 

Shall stand for ever good : — 
He said, and gave his soul to death, 
And sealed the grace with blood. 

2 To this dear covenant of thy word, 

I set my worthless name ; 
I seal the engagement of my Lord, 
And make my humble claim. 

3 I call that legacy my own, 

Which Jesus did bequeath ; 
'Twas purchased with a dying groan, 
And ratified in death. 

4 Sweet is the memory of his name, 

Who blessed us in his will, 
And to his testament of love, 
Made his own life the seal. 

1034 Child's Hymn. C. M. D. 
1 Dear Saviour, ever at my side, 

How loving thou must be, 
To leave thy home in heaven to guard 
A little child like me ! 



Thy beautiful and shining face 

I see not, though so near ; 
The sweetness of thy soft, low voice 

I am too deaf to hear. 

2 I cannot feel thee touch my hand 

With pressure light and mild, 
To check me, as my mother doth, 

While I am but a child ; 
But I have felt thee in my thoughts 

Fighting with sin for me: 
And when my heart loves God, I know 

The sweetness is from thee. 

3 And when, dear §aviour ! I kneel down 

Morning and night to prayer, 
Something there is within my heart 

Which tells me thou art there ; 
Yes ! when I pray, thou prayest too— 

Thy prayer is all for me ; 
But when I sleep, thou sleepest not, 

But watchest patiently. 

1035 "Remember thy Creator." CM. 

1 Remember thy Creator now, 

In these thy youthful days ; 
He will accept thine early vow, 
And listen to thy praise. 

2 Remember thy Creator now, 

Seek him while he is near ; 
For evil days will come, when thou 
Shalt find no comfort here. 

3 Remember thy Creator now ; 

His willing servant be : 
Then, when thy head in death shall bow, 
He will remember thee. 

4 Almighty God ! our hearts incline 

Thy heavenly voice to hear ; 
Let all our future days be thine, 
Devoted to thy fear. 

1036 "God called the child:' CM. 

1 Dear Jesus, let thy pitying eye 

Look kindly down on me : 
A sinful, weak, and helpless child, 
I come thy child to be. 

2 O blessed Saviour ! take my heart, 

This sinful heart of mine, 
And wash it clean in every part ; 
Make me a child of thine. 

3 My sins, though great, thou canst forgive, 

For thou hast died for me ; 
Amazing love ! help me, O God, 
Thine own dear child to be. 

4 For thou hast said, 44 Forbid them not : 

Let children come to me ; " 
I hear thy voice, and now, dear Lord, 
I come thy child to be. 



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1037 A Christian Child. C M. 

1 By cool Siloam's shady rill 

How fair the lily grows ! 
How sweet the breath beneath the hill 
Of Sharon's dewy rose ! 

2 Lo ! such the child whose early feet 

The paths of peace have trod, 
Whose secret heart, with influence sweet. 
Is upward drawn to God. 

3 By cool Siloam's shady rill 

The lily must decay ; 
The rose that blooms beneath the hill 
Must shortly fade away. 

4 And soon, too soon, the wintry hour 

Of man's maturer age 
May shake the soul with sorrow's power 
And stormy passion's rage. 

5 O thou whose infant feet were found 

Within thy Father's shrine, 
Whose years, with changeless virtue crowned, 
Were all alike divine ! 

6 Dependent on thy bounteous breath, 

We seek thy grace alone 
In childhood, manhood, and in death, 
To keep us still thine own. 

1038 The Covenant. — Gen. 17: 7. C M. 

1 How large the promise ! how r divine 

To Abr'ham and his seed : 
11 I'll be a God to thee and thine, 
Supplying all their need." 

2 The w T ords of his extensive love 

From age to age endure : 
The Angel of the covenant proves, 
And seals the blessings sure. 

. 3 Jesus the ancient faith confirms, 
To our great fathers given ; 
He takes young children to his arms, 
And calls them heirs of heaven. 

4 Our God ! — how faithful are his ways ! 
His love endures the same ; 
Nor from the promise of his grace 
Blots out the children's name. 

1039 Christ receiving children. C .M. 

1 See Israel's gentle Shepherd stand, 

With all engaging charms ! 
Hark ! how he calls the tender lambs, 
And folds them in his arms ! 

2 l * Permit them to approach," he cries, 

Nor scorn their humble name ; 
For 'twas to bless such souls as these, 
The Lord of angels came." 



3 We bring them, Lord ! in thankful hands, 

And yield them up to thee ; 
Joyful that we ourselves are thine, — 
Thine let our offspring be. 

4 Ye little flock ! with pleasure hear,— 

Ye children ! seek his face ; 
And fly, with transport, to receive 
The blessings of his grace. 

1040 Lambs of the Fold. 8, 7. D. 

1 Saviour, like a shepherd lead us : 

Much we need thy tender care ; 
In thy pleasant pastures feed us, 

For our use thy fold prepare : 
We are thine : do thou betriend us, 

Be the guardian of our way ; 
Keep thy flock, from sin defend us, 

Seek us when we go astray. 

2 Thou hast promised to receive us, 

Poor and sinful though we be ; 
Thou hast mercy to relieve us, 

Grace to cleanse, and power to free : 
Early let us seek thy favor ; 

Early help us do thy will ; 
Holy Lord, our only Saviour ! 

With thy grace our bosom fill. 

1041 Sabbath School Meeting. 8, 7. D. 

1 Saviour King, in hallowed union, 

At thy sacred feet we bow ; 
Heart with heart, in blest communion, 

Join to crave thv favor now ! 
Though celestial choirs adore thee, 

Let our prayer as incense rise ; 
And our praise be set before thee, 

Sweet as evening sacrifice. 

2 Heavenly Fount, thy streams of blessing, 

Oft have cheered us on our way ; 
By thy power and grace unceasing, 

We continue to this day : 
Raise we then with glad "emotion 

Thankful lays : and while we sing, 
Vow a pure, a full devotion 

To thy work, O Saviour King ! 

3 When we tell the wondrous story 

Of thy rich, exhaustless love, 
Send thy Spirit, Lord of glory, 

On the youthful heart to move ! 
Oh, that he, the ever-living, 

May descend, as fruitful rain ; 
Till the wilderness, reviving, 

Blossoms as the rose again ! 

1042 "These little ones." 8, 7. D. 
1 Saviour ! who thy flock art feeding 

With the Shepherd's kindest care, 
All the feeble gently leading, 
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Now, these little ones receiving, 

Fold them in thy gracious arm ; 
There, we know, thy word believing, 

Only there, secure from harm. 

2 Never, from thy pasture roving, 

Let them be the lion's prey ; 
Let thy tenderness, so loving, 

Keep them all life's dangerous way : 
Then, within thy fold eternal, 

Let them find a resting-place, 
Feed in pastures ever vernal, 

Drink the rivers of thy grace. 

1043 "Eben-ezer." 8, 7. D. 

1 Come, thou Fount of every blessing, 

Tune my heart to sing thy grace ; 
Streams of mercy, never ceasing, 

Call for songs of loudest praise ; 
Teach me some melodious sonnet, 

Sung by flaming tongues above • 
Praise the mount — I'm fixed upon it ! — 

Mount of thy redeeming love. 

2 Here I'll raise mine Eben-ezer ; 

Hither by thy help I'm come ; 
And I hope, by thy good pleasure, 

Safely to arrive at home. 
Jesus sought me when a stranger, « 

Wandering from the fold of God ; 
He, to rescue me from danger, 

Interposed his precious blood. 

3 Oh, to grace how great a debtor 

Daily I'm constrained to be ! 
Let thy goodness, like a fetter, 

Bind my wandering heart to thee ; 
Prone to wander, Lord, I feel it ; 

Prone to leave the God I love ; 
Here's my heart ; oh, take and seal it ; 

Seal it for thy courts above. 

1044 Jesus in Glory. 8, 7. D. 

1 Hail, thou once despised Jesus ! 

Crowned in mockery a king ! 
Thou didst suffer to release us ; 

Thou didst free salvation bring. 
Hail, thou agonizing Saviour, 

Bearer of our sin and shame ! 
By thy merits we find favor ; 

Life is given through thy name. 

2 Paschal Lamb, by God appointed, 

All our sins on thee were laid ; 
By Almighty Love anointed, 

Thou hast full atonement made : 
Ail thy people are forgiven 

Through the virtue of thy blood ; 
Opened is the gate of heaven, 

Peace is made 'twixt man and God, 



3 Jesus, hail ! enthroned in glory ! 

There for ever to abide ; 
All the heavenly hosts adore thee, 

Seated at thy Father's side : 
There for sinners thou art pleading ; 

There thou dost our place prepare, 
Ever for us interceding, 

Till in glory we appear, 

4 Worship, honor, power and blessing, 

Thou art worthy to receive ; 
Loudest praises without ceasing, 

Meet it is for us to give ; 
Help, ye bright angelic spirits, 

Bring your sweetest, noblest lays ; 
Help to sing our Saviour's merits, 

Help to chant Immanuel's praise ! 

1045 The Last Supper. L. M. 

1 'Twas on that dark, that doleful night, 

When powers of earth and hell arose 
Against the Son of God's delight, 
And friends betrayed him to his foes. 

2 Before the mournful scene began, 

He took the bread, and blessed, and brake ; 
What love through all his actions ran ! 
What wondrous words of grace he spake ! 

3 " This is my body, broke for sin ; 

Receive and eat the living food : " 
Then took the cup, and blessed the wine : 
" 'Tis the new covenant, in my blood, 

4 " Do this," he cried, " till time shall end, 

In memory of your dying Friend ; 
Meet at my table, and record 
The love of your departed Lord." 

5 Jesus, thy feast we celebrate ; 

We show thy death, we sing thy name, 
Till thou return, and we shall eat 
The marriage supper of the Lamb. 

1046 "Bread of heaven." L. M. 

1 O Jesus, bruised and wounded more 

Than bursted grape, or bread of wheat, 
The Life of life within our souls, 
The cup of our salvation sweet ! 

2 We come to show thy dying hour, 

Thy streaming vein, thy broken flesh ; 
And still that blood is warm to save, - 
And still thy fragrant wounds are fresh, 

3 O Heart, that with a double tide 

Of blood and water, maketh pure ! 
; O Flesh, once offered on the cross, 
J The gift that makes our pardon sure ! 



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4 Let nevermore our sinful souls 

The anguish of thy cross renew ; 
Nor forge again the cruel nails 
That pierced thy victim body through ! 

5 Come, Bread of heaven, to feed our souls, 

And with thee, Jesus enter in ! 
Come, Wine of God ! and as we drink, 
His precious blood wash out our sin ! 

1047 The Institution, L. M. 

1 At thy command, our dearest Lord, 

Here we attend thy dying feast ; 
Thv blood, like wine, adorns the board, 
A'nd thine own flesh feeds every guest. 

2 Our faith adores thy bleeding love, 

And trusts for life in One that died ; 
We hope for heavenly crowns above ' 
From a Redeemer crucified. 

3 Let the vain world pronounce it shame, 

And fling their scandals on the cause ; 
We come to boast our Saviour's name, 
And make our triumphs in his cross. 

4 With joy we tell the scoffing age, 

He that was dead has left his tomb ; 
He lives above their utmost rage, 
And we are waiting till he come. 

1048 Parting Song.— Gal. 6: 14. L. M. 

1 Oh, the sweet wonders of that cross 

Where my Redeemer loved and died ! 
Her noblest life my spirit draws 
From his dear wounds, and bleeding side. 

2 I would for ever speak his name 

In sounds to mortal ears unknown ; 
With angels join to praise the Lamb, 
And worship at his Father's throne. 

3 Praise God, from whom all blessings flow, 

Praise him, all creatures here below ; 
Praise him above, ye heavenly host ; 
Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost. 

1049 The Lord our Righteousness. L. M. 

1 Jesus, thy Blood and Righteousness 
My beauty are, my glorious dress ; 
'Midst flaming worlds, in these arrayed, 
With joy shall I lift up my head. 

2 Lord, I believe thy precious blood,— 
Which, at the mercy-seat of God, 
For ever doth for sinners plead, — 
For me, ev'n for my soul, was shed. 

3 Bold shall I stand in thy great day, 
For who aught to my charge shall lay? 
Fully absolved through these I am, 
From sin and fear, from guilt and shame. 



4 When from the dust of death I rise 
To claim my mansion in the skies — 
Ev'n then, this shall be all my plea : 
Jesus hath lived, hath died for me. 

5 This spotless robe the same appears, 
When ruined nature sinks in years ; 
No age can change its glorious hue, 
The robe of Christ is ever new. 

6 Oh, let the dead now hear thy voice : 
Bid, Lord, thy mourning ones rejoice ; 
Their beauty this, their'glorious dress. 
Jesus, the Lord our Righteousness. 

1050 L iv ing to Ch rist. L. M. 

1 My gracious Lord, I own thy right 

To every service I can pay, 
And call it my supreme delight 
To hear thy dictates and obey. 

2 What is my being, but for thee, 

Its sure support, its noblest end ? 
Thine ever-smiling face to see, 
And serve the cause of such a Friend. 

3 I would not breathe for worldly joy, 

Or to increase my worldly good ; 
Nor future days nor powers employ 
To spread a sounding name abroad. 

4 'Tis to my Saviour I would live. 

To him who for my ransom died ; 
Nor could the bowers of Eden give 
Such bliss as blossoms at his side. 

5 His work my hoary age shall bless, 

When youthful vigor is no more ; 
And my last hour of life confess 
His dying love, his saving power. 

1051 "Ashamed of me." L. M. 

1 Jesus ! and shall it ever be, 

A mortal man ashamed of thee ? 
Ashamed of thee, whom angels praise, 
Whose glories shine through endless days? 

2 Ashamed of Jesus! sooner far 
Let evening blush to own a star ; 
He sheds the beams of light divine 
O'er this benighted soul of mine. 

3 Ashamed of Jesus ! that dear Friend 
On w*hom my hopes of heaven depend ! 
No ; when I blush — be this my shame, 
That I no more revere his name. 

4 Ashamed of Jesus ! yes, I may, 
When I've no guilt to wash away ; 
No tear to wipe, no good to crave, 
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5 Till then — nor is my boasting vain — 
Till then I boast a Saviour, slain ! 
And oh, may this mv glory be 
That Christ is not ashamed of me ! 

1052 yesus all in all. L. M. 

1 Jesus, thou joy of loving hearts, 

Thou fount of life ! thou light of men ! 
From the best bliss that earth imparts, 
We turn unfilled to thee again. 

2 Thy truth unchanged hath ever stood j 

Thou savest those that on thee call ; 
To them that seek thee, thou art good, 
To them that find thee All in All. 

3 We taste thee, O thou Living Bread, 

And long to feast upon thee still ; 
We drink of thee, the Fountain Head, 
And thirst our souls from thee to fill ! 

4 Our restless spirits yearn for thee, 

Where'er our changeful lot is cast ; 
Glad, when thy gracious smile we see, 
Blest, when our faith can hold thee fast. 

5 O Jesus, ever with us stay ; 

Make all our moments calm and bright • 
Chase the dark night of sin away, 
Shed o'er the world thy holy light ! 

1053 " Not your own, ," L. M. 

1 Oh, not my own these verdant hills, 

And fruits, and flowers, and stream, and 
wood ; 

But his who all with glory fills, 
Who bought me with his precious blood. 

2 Oh, not my own this wondrous frame, 

Its curious work, its living soul ; 
But his who for my ransom came ; 
Slain for my sake, he claims the whole. 

3 Oh, not my own the grace that keeps 

My feet from fierce temptations free ; 
Oh, not my own the thought that leaps, 
Adoring, blessed Lord, to thee. 

4 Oh, not my own ; I'll soar and sing, 

When life, with all its toils, is o'er, 
And thou thy trembling lamb shalt bring 
Safe home, to wander nevermore. 

1054 The Memorial of our Lord. L. M . 

1 Jesus is gone above the skies, 

Where our weak senses reach him not ; 
And carnal objects court our eyes, 
To thrust our Saviour from our thought 

2 He knows what wandering hearts we have, 

Apt to forget his lovely face ; 
And, to refresh our minds, he gave 
These kind memorials of his grace. 



3 Let sinful sweets be all forgot, 

And earth grow less in our esteem ; 
Christ and his love fill every thought, 
And faith and hope be fixed on nim. 

4 While he is absent from our sight, 

'Tis to prepare our souls a place, 
That we may dwell in heavenly light, 
And live for ever near his face. 

1055 11 We would see yesus. " L. £ 

1 Here let us see thy face, O Lord, 

And view salvation with our eyes, 
And taste and feel the living Word, 
The Bread descending from the skies. 

2 Thou hast prepared this dying Lamb, 

Hast set his blood before our face, 
To teach the terrors of thy name. 
And show the wonders of thy grace. 

3 Jesus, our Light ! our Morning-star ! 

Shine thou on nations yet unknown ; 
The glory of thy people here, 
And joy of spirits near thy throne. 

1056 "Our exalted Lord." L. J 

1 To Jesus, our exalted Lord, 

That name in heaven and earth adored, 
Fain would our hearts and voices raise 
A cheerful song of sacred praise. 

2 But all the notes which mortals know, 
Are weak, and languishing, and low • 
Far, far above our humble songs, 
The theme demands immortal tongues. 

3 Yet whilst around his board we meet, 
And worship at his sacred feet, 

Oh, let our warm affections move, 
In glad return of grateful love. 

1057 "Eat, O friends ! " L. B 

1 Draw near, O Holy Dove, draw near, 

With peace and gladness on thy wing ; 
Reveal the Saviour's presence here, 
And light, and life, and comfort bring. 

2 " Eat, O my friends — drink, O beloved ! " 

We hear the Master's voice exclaim : 
Our hearts with new desire are moved, 
And kindled with a heavenly flame. 

3 No room for doubt, no room for dread, 

Nor tears, nor groans, nor anxious sighs 
We do not mourn a Saviour dead, 
But hail him living in the skies ! 

4 While this we do, remembering thee, 

Dear Saviour, let our graces prove 
We have thy blessed company, 
Thy banner over us is love. 

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1058 " Thou treparest a table." L. M. 

1 My God, and is thy table spread, 

And doth thy cup with love o'erflow ? 
Thither be all thy children led, 
And let them all thy sweetness know. 

2 Hail, sacred Feast, which Jesus makes, 

Rich banquet of his flesh and blood ! 
Thrice happy he, who here partakes 
That sacred stream, that heavenly food. 

3 Oh, let thy table honored be, 

And furnished well with joyous guests ; 
And may each soul salvation see, 
That here its sacred pledges tastes. 

4 To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, 

One God whom heaven and earth adore, 
From men, and from the angel-host, 
Be praise and glory evermore ! 

1059 Feeding on Christ. L. M. 

1 I feed by faith on Christ ; my bread, 

His body broken on the tree • 
I live in him, my living Head, 
Who died, and rose again for me. 

2 This be my joy and comfort here, 

This pledge of future glory mine : 
Jesus, in spirit now appear, 
And break the bread, and pour the wine. 

3 From thy dear hand, may I receive 

The tokens of thy dying love. 
And, while I feast 'on earth, believe 
That I shall feast with thee above. 

1060 At the Cross.— John 19 : 25. L. M. 

1 Dear Lord, amid the throng that pressed 

Around thee on the cursed tree, 
Some loyal, loving hearts were there, 
Some pitying eyes that wept for thee. 

2 Like them ina} T we rejoice to own 

Our dying Lord, tho' crowned with thorn ; 
Like the'e, thy blessed self, endure 
The cross with all its cruel scorn. 

3 Thy cross, thy lonely path below, 

Show what thy brethren all should be ; 
Pilgrims on earth, disowned by those 
Who see no beauty, Lord, in thee. 

1061 The day of Espousals. L. M. 

1 Jesus, thou everlasting King ! 
Accept the tribute that we bring ; 
Accept the well-deserved renown. 
And wear our praises as thy crown. 

2 Let every act of worship be, 

Like our espousals, Lord ! to thee ; 
Like the dear hour, when, from above, 
We first received thy pledge of love. 



3 The gladness of that happy day — 
Our hearts would wish it long'to stay j 
Nor let our faith forsake its hold, 

Nor comfort sink, nor love grow cold. 

4 Each following minute, as it flies. 
Increase thy praise, improve our joys ; 
Till we are raised to sing thy name, 
At the great supper of the Lamb. 

1062 "Hapj>y Day i " L. M. 

1 Oh, happy day, that fixed my choice 

On thee, my Saviour, and my God ! 
Well may this glowing heart rejoice, 

And tell its raptures all abroad. 
Cho. — Happy day, happy day, 

When Jesus washed my sins away ! 
He taught me how to watch and pray, 
And live rejoicing every day : 
Happy day, happy day, 
When Jesus washed my sins away ! 

2 Oh, happy bond, that seals my vows 

To him who merits all my love ! 
Let cheerful anthems fill his house, 
While to that sacred shrine I move. — Cho 

3 'Tis done, the great transaction's done : 

I am my Lord's, and he is mine : 
He drew me, and I followed on, 
Charmed to confess the voice divine. — Cho 

4 Now, rest, my long-divided heart ! 

Fixed on this blissful centre rest ; 
With ashes who would grudge to part, 
When-called on angel's bread to feast. — Cho 

5 High heaven, that heard the solemn vow, 

That vow renewed shall daily hear ; 
Till in life's latest hour I bow, 
And bless in death a bond so dear. — Cho. 

1063 11 Ye are botight with a price" L. M. 
7 Lord, I am thine, entirely thine, 

Purchased and saved by blood divine, 
With full consent thine I would be, 
And own thy sovereign right in me. 
Cho. — Happy, day, happy day, 

When Jesus washed my sins away ! 
He taught me how to watch and pray, 
And live rejoicing every day 5 
Happy day, happy day, 
When Jesus w r ashed m}' sins away. 

2 Grant one poor sinner more a place 
Among the children of thy grace ; 
A wretched sinner, lost to God, 

But ransomed by Immanuel's blood. — Cho. 

3 Thine w r ould I live, thine would I die, 
Be thine through all eternity ; 

The vow is passed beyond repeal ; 
! And now I set the solemn seal.— Cho. 



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4 Here at that cross where flows the blood 
That bought my guilty soul for God, 
Thee, my new Master now I call, 

And consecrate to thee my all. — Cho. 

5 Do thou assist a feeble worm 
The great engagement to perform ; 
Thy grace can full assistance lend, 
And on that grace I dare depend. — Cho. 

1064 Persistent Love. C M. 

1 How sweet and awful is the place, 

With Christ within the doors, 
While everlasting love displays 
The choicest other stores. 

2 While all our hearts, and all our songs, 

Join to admire the feast, 
Each of us cries with thankful tongue, — 
" Lord, why was I a guest ? " 

3 " Why was I made to hear thy voice, 

And enter while there's room, 
When thousands make a wretched choice, 
And rather starve than come ? " 

4 'Twas the same love that spread the feast, 

That sweetly drew us in ; 
Else we had still refused to taste, 
And perished in our sin. 

5 Pity the nations, O our God ! 

Constrain the earth to come ; 
Send thy victorious word abroad, 
And bring the strangers home. 

1065 "Prepare us Lord." CM. 

1 Prepare us, Lord, to view thy cross, 

Who all our griefs hast borne ; 
To look on thee, whom we have pierced— 
To look on thee and mourn. 

2 While thus we mourn, we would rejoice ; 

And as thy cross we see, 
Let each exclaim, in faith and hope, 
" The Saviour died for me ! " 

1066 Feeding on Christ. C. M. 

1 Together with these symbols, Lord, 

Thy blessed self impart ; 
And let thy holy flesh and blood 
Feed the believing heart. 

2 Let us from all our sins be washed 

In thy atoning blood ; 
And let thy Spirit be the seal 
That we are born of God. 

3 Come, Holy Ghost, with Jesus' love, 

Prepare us for this feast ; 
Oh, let us banquet with our Lord, 
And lean upon his breast. 



1067 "Greater love hath no many CM. 

1 If human kindness meets return, 

And owns the grateful tie : 
If tender thoughts within us burn, 
To feel a friend is nigh ; — 

2 Oh. shall not warmer accents tell 

The gratitude we owe 
To him, who died our fears to quell — 
Who bore our guilt and woe ! 

3 While yet in anguish he surveyed 

Those pangs he would not flee, 
What love his latest words displayed,— 
u Meet and remember me ! 

4 Remember thee — thy death, thy shame, 

Our sinful hearts to share ! — 
O memory ! leave no other name 
But his recorded there. 

1068 " / will remember thee. " CM. 

1 According to thy gracious word, 

In meek humility, 
This will I do, my dying Lord, 
I will remember thee. 

2 Thy body, broken for my sake, 

My bread from heaven shall be ; 
Thy testamental cup I take, 
And thus remember thee. 

3 Gethsemane can I forget? 

Or there thy conflict see, 
Thine agony and bloody sweat, 
And not remember thee ? 

4 When to the cross I turn mine eyes, 

And rest on Calvary, 
O Lamb of God, my sacrifice ! 
I must remember thee : — 

5 Remember thee, and all thy pains 

And all thy love to me ; 
Yea, while a breath, a pulse remains, 
Will I remember thee. 

6 And when these failing lips grow dumb, 

And mind and memory flee, 
When thou shalt in thy kingdom come, 
Then, Lord, remember me ! 

1069 " The Cup of Blessing." CM. 

1 Jesus, at whose supreme command, 

We now approach to God, 
Before us in thy vesture stand, 
Thy vesture dipped in blood. 

2 Now, Saviour, now thyself reveal, 

And make thy nature known ; 
Affix thy blessed Spirit's seal, 
And stamp us for thine own, 



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3 Obedient to thy gracious word, 

We break the hallowed bread, 
Commemorate our dying Lord, 
And trust on thee to feed. 

4 The cup of blessing, blest by thee, 

Let it thy blood impart ; 
The broken bread thy body be, 
To cheer each languid heart. 

1070 "Friend of Sinners." C. M. 

1 Jesus ! thou art the sinner's Friend ; 

As such I look to thee ; 
Now, in the fullness of thy love, 

Lord ! remember me. 

2 Remember thy pure word of grace- 

Remember Calvary ; 
Remember all thy dying groans, 
And then remember me. 

3 Thou wondrous Advocate with God ! 

1 yield myself to thee ; 

While thou art sitting on thy throne, 
Dear Lord ! remember me. 

4 Lord ! I am guilty — I am vile, 

But thy salvation's free ; 
Then, in" thine all-abounding grace, 
Dear Lord ! remember me. 

1071 Sweet Foretastes. 

1 Here, O my Lord, I see thee face to face ; 

Here would I touch and handle things 
unseen ; 

Here grasp with firmer hand the eternal grace, 
And all my weariness upon thee lean. 

2 Here would I feed upon the bread of God ; 

Here drink with thee the royal wine of 
heaven ; 

Here would I 'lay aside each earthly load, 
Here taste afresh the calm of sin forgiven. 

3 Too soon we rise ; the symbols disappear ; 

The feast, though not the love, is passed 
and gone ; 

The bread and wine remove, but thou art 
here — 

Nearer than ever — still my Shield and Sun. 

4 Feast after feast thus comes and passes by ; 

Yet, passing, points to the glad feast above, 
Giving sweet foretaste of the festal joy, 
The Lamb's great bridal feast of bliss and 
love. 

1072 Penitent Prayer. IO. 
: Not worthy Lord ! to gather up the crumbs 

With trembling hand that from thy table fall, 
A. weary, heavy-laden sinner comes 
To plead thy "promise and obey thy call. 



2 I am not worthy to be thought thy child ; 

Nor sit the last and lowest at thy board ; 
Too long a wanderer, and too oft beguiled , 
I only ask one reconciling word. 

3 One word from thee, my Lord ! one smile, 

one look, 

And I could face the cold, rough world 
again, 

And with that treasure in my heart could 
brook 

The wrath of devils and the scorn of men. 

4 And is not mercy thy prerogative- 

Free mercy, boundless, fathomless, divine ? 
Me, Lord ! the chief of sinners, me forgive, 
And thine the greater glory, only thine. 

5 I hear thy voice ; thou bid'st me come and 

rest • 

I come, I kneel, I clasp thy pierced feet ; 
Thou bid'st me take my place, a welcome 
guest, 

Among thy saints, and of thy banquet eat. 

6 My praise can only breathe itself in prayer, 

My prayer can only lose itself in thee ; 
Dwell thou for ever in my heart, and there, 
Lord ! let me sup with thee ; sup thou with 
me. 



1073 "We would see Jesus. 11 II, IO. 

1 We would see Jesus — for the shadows 

lengthen 

Across this little landscape of our life ; 
We would see Jesus our weak faith to 
strengthen, 
For the last weariness — the final strife. 

2 We would see Jesus — the great Rock Foun- 

dation, 

Whereon our feet were set with sovereign 
grace ; 

Not life, nor death, with all their agitation, 
Can thence remove us, if we see his face. 

3 We would see Jesus — other lights are fading, 

Which for long years we have rejoiced to 
see ; 

The blessings of our pilgrimage are failing, 
We would not mourn them, for we go to 
thee. 

4 We would see Jesus — this is all we're needing, 

Strength, joy, and willingness come with the 
sight ; 

We would see Jesus, dying, risen, pleading, 
Then welcome dav, and farewell mortal 

night ! 



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SUPPER. 



1074 "Trusty strength, calmness." 11,10. 

1 Saviour, in thy mysterious presence kneeling, 

Fain would our souls feel all thy kindling 
love ; 

For we are weak, and need some deep 
revealing 

Of trust, and strength, and calmness from 
above. 

2 Lord, we have wandered forth through doubt 

and sorrow, 
And thou hast made each step an onward 
one ; 

And we will ever trust each unknown mor- 
row, — 

Thou wilt sustain us till its work is done. 

3 In the heart's depths a peace serene and holy 

Abides, and when pain seems to have its will, 
Or we despair, — oh, may that peace rise 
slowly, 

Stronger than agony, and we be still ! 

4 Now, Saviour, now, in thy dear presence 

kneeling, 

Our spirits yearn to feel thy kindling love ; 
Now make us strong, we need thy deep 
revealing 

Of trust, and strength, and calmness from 
above. 

1075 "The Body of Christ r S. M. 

1 Dear Saviour ! we are thine, 

By everlasting bands ; 
Our hearts, our souls, we would resign 
Entirely to thy hands. 

2 To thee we still would cleave 

With ever-growing zeal ; 
If millions tempt us Christ to leave, 
Oh, let them ne'er prevail ! 

3 Thy Spirit shall unite 

Our souls to thee, our Head ; 
Shall form in us thine image bright, 
And teach thy paths to tread. 

4 Death may our souls divide 

From these abodes of clay • 
But love shall keep us near thy side, 
Through all the gloomy way. 

5 Since Christ and we are one. 

Why should we doubt or fear? 
If he in heaven has fixed his throne, 
He'll fix his members there. 

1076 "Christ and his members one? 1 S. M. 
i Jesus invites his saints 

To meet around his board ; 
Here pardoned rebels sit and hold 
Communion with their Lord. 



2 This holy bread and wine 

Maintain our fainting breath, 
By union with our living Lord, 
And interest in his death. 

3 Our heavenly Father calls 

Christ and his members one ; 
We the young children of his love, 
And he, the first-born Son. 

4 Let all our powers be joined, 

His glorious name to raise ; 
Pleasure and love fill every mind, 
And every voice be praise. 

3 To God, the Father, Son, 
And Spirit, glory be, 
As was, and is, and shall remain 
Through all eternity ! 

1077 " When they had sung a hymn 

1 A parting hymn we sing, 

Around thy table, Lord ; 
Again our grateful tribute bring, 
Our solemn vows record. 

2 Here have we seen thy face, 

And felt thy presence here, 
So may the savor of thy grace 
In word and life appear. 

3 The purchase of thy blood — 

By sin no longer led — 
The path our dear Redeemer trod 
May we rejoicing tread. 

4 In self-forgetting love 

Be our communion shown, 
Until we join the church above, 
And know as we are known. 

1078 The Ark of God. 

1 Like Noah's weary dove, 

That soared the earth around, 
But not a resting-place above 
The cheerless waters found 

2 Oh, cease, my wandering soul, 

On restless wing to roam ; 
All this wide world, to either pole, 
Hath not for thee a home. 

3 Behold the ark of God ! 

Behold the open door ! 
Oh, haste to gain that dear abode, 
And rove, my soul, no more. 

4 There safe thou shalt abide, 

There sweet shall be thy rest j 
And every longing satisfied, 
With full salvation blest. 



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1079 "-This h my bloody 

1 Blest feast of love divine ! 

'Tis grace that makes us free 
To feed upon this bread and wine, 
In memory, Lord, of thee ! 

2 That blood which flowed for sin, 

In symbol here we see, 
And feel the blessed pledge within, 
That we are loved of thee. 

3 Oh, if this glimpse of love 

Be so divinely sweet, 
What will it be, O Lord, above, 
Thy gladdening smile to meet ! 

1080 Christy our Righteousness. 

1 For ever here my rest ! 

Close to thy bleeding side ; 
This all my hope, and all my plea, — 
For me the Saviour died. 

2 My Saviour, and my God ! 

Fountain for guilt and sin ! 
Sprinkle me ever with thy blood ! 
And cleanse and keep me clean. 

1081 " The banqiieting house." 

1 Jesus, we thus obey 

Thy last and kindest word, 
And in thine own appointed way 
We come to meet thee, Lord I 

2 Thus we remember thee, 

And take this bread and wine 
As thine own dying legacy, 
And our redemption s sign. 

3 Thy presence makes the feast ; 

Now let our spirits feel 
The glory not to be expressed, — 
The joy unspeakable ! 

4 With high and heavenly bliss 

Thou dost our spirits "cheer ; 
Thy house of banqueting is this, 
And thou hast brought us here. 

5 Now let our souls be fed 

With manna from above, 
And over us thy banner spread 
Of everlasting love. 

1082 Three Mountains. 

1 When on Sinai's top I see 
God descend, in majesty, 
To proclaim his holy law, 
All my Spirit sinks with awe. 

2 When, in ecstasy sublime, 
Tabor's glorious' steep I climb, 
At the too transporting light, 
Darkness rushes o'er my sight. 



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S. M. 



3 When on Calvary I rest, 
God, in flesh made manifest, 
Shines in my Redeemer's face, 
Full of beauty, truth, and grace. 

4 Here I would for ever stay, 
Weep and gaze my soul away ; 
Thou art heaven on earth to me, 
Lovely, mournful Calvary ! 

1083 "Lovest thou vie ? n 

1 Hark ! my soul ! it is the Lord ■ 
'Tis thy Saviour — hear his word ; 
Jesus speaks, and speaks to thee, 

" Sa3>-, poor sinner, lovest thou me ? 

2 11 I delivered thee when bound, 

And when bleeding, healed thy wound 
Sought thee wandering, set thee right, 
Turned thy darkness into light. 

3 11 Can a woman's tender care 
Cease toward the child she bare ? 
Yes, she may forgetful be, 

Yet will I remember thee. 

4 '* Mine is an unchanging love, 
Higher than the heights above ; 
Deeper than the depths beneath — 
Free and faithful — strong as death. 

5 " Thou shalt see my glory soon, 
When the work of grace is done ; 
Partner of my throne shalt be ! 
Say, poor sinner ! lovest thou me? " 

6 Lord ! it is my chief complaint, 
That my love is weak and faint ; 
Yet I love thee, and adore ; — 
Oh, for grace to love thee more. 

1084 " Thy people shall be my people" 

1 People of the living God, 

I have sought the world around, 
Paths of sin and sorrow trod, 
Peace and comfort nowhere found. 

2 Now to you my Spirit turns — 

Turns, a fugitive unblest ; 
Brethren, where }~our altar burns, 
Oh, receive me into rest ! 

3 Lonely I no longer roam, 

Like the cloud, the wind, the wave : 
Where you dwell shall be my home, 
Where you die shall be my grave ; — 

4 Mine the God whom you adore, 

Your Redeemer shall be mine ; 
Earth can fill my soul no more, 
Every idol I resign. 



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1085 -77, is is my Body." 7* 

1 Bread of heaven ! on thee we feed, 
For thy flesh is meat indeed : 
Ever let our souls be fed 

With this true and living bread ! 

2 Vine of heaven ! thy blood supplies 
This blest cup of sacrifice : 

Lord ! thy wounds our healing give, 
To thy cross we look and live. 

3 Day by day with strength supplied, 
Through the life of him who died : 
Lord of life ! oh, let us be, 
Rooted, grafted, built on thee ! 

1086 l< Christy our Passover !• 

1 At the Lamb's high feast we sing, 
Praise to our victorious King, 
Who hath washed us in the tide, 
Flowing from his wounded side. 

2 Where the Paschal blood is poured, 
Death's dark angel sheathes his sword ; 
Israel's hosts triumphant go 
Through the wave that drowns the foe. 

3 Christ, our Paschal Lamb, is slain, 
Holy victim, without stain ; 
Death and hell defeated lie, 
Heaven unfolds its gates on high. 

4 Hymns of glory and of praise, 
Father, unto thee we raise ; 
Risen Lord, all praise to thee, 
With the Spirit ever be. 

1087 " Thine for ever.' 1 '' — John 17 : 9. 7- 

1 Thine for ever ! God of love, 
Hear us from thy throne above ! 
Thine for ever may we be, 
Here, and in eternity ! 

2 Thine for ever ! oh, how blest 
They who find in thee their rest ! 
Saviour, Guardian, heavenly Friend, 
Oh, defend us to the end ! 

3 Thine for ever ! Saviour, keep 
These thy frail and trembling sheep ; 
Safe alone beneath thy care, 

Let us all thy goodness share. 

4 Thine for ever ! thou our Guide, — 
All our wants by thee supplied, — 
All our sins by thee forgiven, — 
Lead us, Lord, from earth to heaven ! 

1088 u Wounded for our transgression^." 7* 
1 Jesus, Master ! hear me now, 

While I would renew my vow, 
And record thy dying love ; 
Hear, and help me from above. 



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2 Feed me, Saviour, with this bread, 
Broken in thy body's stead ; 
Cheer my spirit with this wine, 
Streaming like that blood of thine. 

3 And as now I eat and drink, 
Let me truly, sweetly think, 
Thou didst hang upon the tree, 
Broken, bleeding, there — for me ! 

1089 {Original form.) 7- 

1 Rock of Ages, cleft for me ! 
Let me hide myself in thee ; 
Let the water and the blood, 
From thy wounded side that flowed, 
Be of sin the double cure ; 
Cleanse me from its guilt and power. 

2 N ot the labor of my hands 
Can fulfill the law's demands ; 
Could my zeal no respite know, 
Could my tears for ever flow, 
All for sin could not atone, 
Thou must save, and thou alone. 

3 Nothing in my hand I bring, 
Simply to thy cross I cling ; 
Naked, come to thee for dress, 
Helpless, look to thee for grace ; 
Vile, I to the fountain fly, 
Wash me, Saviour, or I die ! 

4 While I draw this fleeting breath, 
When my eyelids close in death. 
When I soar to worlds unknown, 
See thee on thy judgment-throne, 
Rock of Ages, cleft for me ! 

Let me hide myself in thee. 

1090 "/ am thine ; save me." 7- 

1 Now, O God, thine own I am ! 

Now I give thee back thine own : 
Freedom, friends, and health, and fame, 

Consecrate to thee alone : 
Thine I live, thrice happy I ! 
Happier still if thine I die. 

2 Take me, Lord, and all my pow T ers ; 

Take my mind, and heart, and will ; 
All my goods, and all my hours, 

Ail I know, and all I feel, 
All I think, or speak, or do — 
Take my soul and make it new ! 

1091 Christ lifted uj>. 7- 
i Ye who in these courts are found, 

Listening to the joyful sound, — 
Lost and helpless, as ye are, 
Sons of sorrow, sin, and care, — 
Glorify the King of kings. 
Take the peace the gospel brings. 



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2 Turn to Christ your longing eyes, 
View his bleeding sacrifice ; 
See in him your sins forgiven, 
Pardon, holiness, and heaven : 
Glorify the King of kings, 
Take the peace the gospel brings. 



1092 The Rock of A ges, 

1 Rock of ages, cleft for me ! 
Let me hide myself in thee • 
Let the water and the blood, 
From thy wounded side that flowed, 
Be of sin the perfect cure ; 

Save me, Lord ! and make me pure. 

2 Should my tears for ever flow, 
Should my zeal no languor know, 
This for sin could not atone, 
Thou must save and thou alone : 
In my hand no price I bring j 
Simply to thy cross I cling. 

3 While I draw this fleeting breath, 
When mine eye-lids close in death, 
When I rise to worlds unknown, 
And behold thee on thy throne, 
Rock of ages, cleft for me ! 

Let me hide myself in thee. 



1093 ' 1 Son of God, to thee I cry. ' 

1 Son of God, to thee I cry : 
By the holy mystery 

Of thy dwelling here on earth, 
By thy pure and holy birth, 
Lord, thy presence let me see, 
Manifest thyself to me. 

2 Lamb of God, to thee I cry : 
By thy bitter agony, 

By thy pangs to us unknown, 
By thy Spirit's parting groan, 
Lord, thy presence let me see, 
Manifest thyself to me. 

3 Prince of Life, to thee I cry : 
By thy glorious majesty, 

By thy triumph o'er the grave, 
Meek to suffer, strong to save, 
Lord, thy presence let me see, 
Manifest thyself to me. 

4 Lord of glory, God most High, 
Man exalted to the sky, 

With thy love my bosom fill, 
Prompt me to perform thy will ; 
Then thy glory I shall see, 
Thou wilt bring me home to thee. 



7. 61. 



7. 61. 



1094 Matthew 26 : 20. 7- 61. 

1 Saviour of our ruined race, 
Fountain of redeeming grace, 
Let us now thy fullness see, 
While we here converse with thee ; 
Hearken to our ardent prayer, — 
Let us all thy blessing share. 

2 While we thus, with glad accord 
Meet around thy table, Lord, 
Bid us feast with joy divine, 

On the appointed bread and wine : 
Emblems may they truly prove, 
Of our Saviour's bleeding love. 

3 Weak, unworthy, sinful, vile, 
Yet we seek thy heavenly smile : 
Canst thou all our sins forgive ? 
Dost thou bid us look and live ? 
Lord, we wonder and adore ! 
Oh, for grace to love thee more ! 

1095 u Create in me a clean hearty 8, J. 

1 Take my heart, O Father ! take it ; 

Make and keep it all thine own ; 
Let thy Spirit melt and break it — 
This proud heart of sin and stone. 

2 Father, make me pure and lowly, 

Fond of peace and far from strife j 
Turning from the paths unholy 
Of this vain and sinful life. 

3 Ever let thy grace surround me • 

Strengthen me with power divine, 
Till thy cords of love have bound me : 
Make me to be wholly thine. 

4 May the blood of Jesus heal me, 

And my sins be all forgiven j 
Holy Spirit, take and seal me, 
Guide me in the path to heaven. 

1096 ll U£s banner over 77ie ivas love^ 0» 7* 
x Jesus spreads his banner o'er us, 

Cheers our famished souls with food ; 
He the banquet spreads before us, 
Of his mystic flesh and blood. 

2 Precious banquet ; bread of heaven ; 

Wine of gladness, flowing free j 
May we taste it kindly given, 
In femembrance, Lord, of thee ! 

3 In thy trial, and rejection ; 

In thy sufferings on the tree ; 
In thy glorious resurrection ; 
May we, Lord, remember thee. 



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1097 u /n remembrance." S, 7« 

1 While in sweet communion feeding 

On this earthly bread and wine, 
Saviour, may we see thee bleeding 
On the cross, to make us thine. 

2 Though unseen, now be thou near us, 

With the still small voice of love ; 
Whispering words of peace to cheer us — 
Every doubt and fear remove. 

3 Bring before us all the story, 

Of thy life, and death of woe ; 
And, with hopes of endless glory, 
Wean our hearts from all below. 

1093 "Follow me. "—Matt. 4: 19, 8,7. 

1 Jesus calls us, o'er the tumult 

Of our life's wild, restless sea ; 
Day by day his sweet voice soundeth, 
Saying, Christian, follow me ! 

2 Jesus calls us — from the worship 

Of the vain world's golden store ; 
From each idol that would keep us, — 
Saying, Christian, love me more ! 

3 In our joys and in our sorrows, 

Days of toil and hours of ease, 
Still he calls, in cares and pleasures. 
Christian, love me more than these ! 

4 Jesus calls us ! by thy mercies, 

Saviour, may we hear thy call ; 
Give our hearts to thy obedience, 
Serve and love thee best of all ! 

1099 Standing by the cross. o, /. 

1 Sweet the moments, rich in blessing, 

- Which before the cross we spend ; 
Life, and health, and peace possessing, 
From the sinner's dying Friend. 

2 Truly blessed is this station, 

Low before his cross to lie, 
While we see divine compassion, 
Beaming in his gracious eye. 

3 Love and grief our hearts dividing, 

With our tears his feet we bathe ; 
Constant still, in faith abiding, 
Life deriving from his death. 

4 For thy sorrows we adore thee, 

For the pains that wrought our peace, 
Gracious Saviour ! we implore thee 
In our souls thy love increase. 

5 Here we feel our sins forgiven, 

While upon the Lamb we gaze ; 
And our thoughts are all of heaven, 
And our lips o'erflow with praise. 



6 Still in ceaseless contemplation, 
Fix our hearts and eyes on thee, 
Till we taste thy full salvation, 
And, unvailed, thy glories see. 

1100 "Fitly framed together ', groweth" 8, 7» 

1 From the table now retiring, 

Which for us the Lord hath spread, 
May our souls, refreshment finding, 
Grow in all things like our Head ! 

2 His example while beholding, 

May our lives his image bear ; 
Him our Lord and Master calling, 
His commands may we revere. 

3 Love to God and man displaying, 

Walking steadfast in his way, 
Joy attend us in believing, 

Peace from God, through endless day. 

4 Praise and honor to the Father, 

Praise and honor to the Son, 
Praise and honor to the Spirit, 
Ever Three and ever One. 

1101 ' ' Wash me."—Ps. 51 : 2. 8, 7. 

1 Jesus, who on Calvary's mountain 

Poured thy precious blood for me, 
Wash me in its flowing fountain, 
That my soul may spotless be. 

2 I have sinned, but oh, restore me ! 

For unless thou smile on me, 
Dark is all the world before me, 
Darker yet eternity. 

3 In thy word I hear thee saying, 

Come and I will give you rest ; 
Now the gracious call obeying, 
See, I hasten to thy breast. 

4 Grant, oh, grant thy Spirit's teaching, 

That I may not go astray, 
Till the gate of heaven reaching, 
Earth and sin are passed away. 

1102 "He ever liveth.'''' — Heb. 7 : 25. 8, *J. 

1 Christ, above all glory seated ! 

King eternal, strong to save ! 
To thee, Death, by death defeated, 
Triumph high and glory gave. 

2 Thou art gone, where now is given, 

What no mortal might could gain, 
On the eternal throne of heaven, 
In thy Father's power to reign. 

3 There thy kingdoms all adore thee, 

Heaven above and earth below, 
While the depths of hell before thee, 
Trembling and defeated bow. 



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4 We, O Lord ! with her.rts adoring: 

Follow thee above the sky : 
Hear our prayers thy grace imploring, 
Lift our souls to thee on high. 

5 So when thou again in glory 

On the clouds of heaven shalt shine, 
We thy flock shall stand before thee, 
Owned for evermore as thine. 

1133 Glorying in the Cross. 8, 

1 Cross, reproach, and tribulation ! 

Ye to me are welcome guests, 
When I have this consolation, 
That my soul in Jesus rests. 

2 The reproach of Christ is glorious ! 

Those who here his burden bear, 
In the end shall prove victorious, 



2 When the woes of life o'ertake me, 

Hopes deceive, and fears annoy, 
Never shall the cross forsake me : 
Lo ! it glows with peace and joy. 

3 When the sun of bliss is beaming 

Light and love upon my way, 
From the cross the radiance, streaming 
Adds more lustre to the day. 

/ • 4 Bane and blessing, pain and pleasure, 
By the cross are sanctified ; 
Peace is there, that knows no measure, 
Joys that through all time abide. 

5 In the cross of Christ I glory, 

Towering o'er the wrecks of time ; 
All the light of sacred story 
Gathers round its head sublime. 



And eternal gladness share. 

3 Bonds and stripes, and evil story, 

Are our honorable crowns ; 
Pain is peace, and shame is glory, 
Gloomy dungeons are as thrones. 

4 Bear, then, the reproach of Jesus, 

Ye who live a life of faith ! 
Lirt triumphant songs and praises 
Ev'n in martyrdom and death. 

1104 ^Keep me ever ! ' J. 

1 Holy Father, thou hast taught me 

I should live to thee alone ; 
Year by year tlry hand hath brought me 
On through dangers oft unknown. 

2 When I wandered, thou hast found me ; 

When I doubted, sent me light, 
Still thine arm has been around me, 
All my paths were in thy sight. 

3 Therefore, Lord, I come, believing 

Thou canst give the power I need ; 
Through the prayer of faith receiving 
Strength — the Spirit's strength, indeed. 

4 I would trust in thy protection, 

Wholly rest upon thine arm ; 
Follow wholly thy direction, 
Thou, mine only guard from harm ! 

5 Keep me from mine own undoing, 

Help me turn to thee when tried, 
Still my footsteps, Father, viewing, 
Keep me ever at thy side ! 

1105 Glorying in the Cross. 8, *}. 
i In the cross of Christ I glory, 

Towering o'er the wrecks of time ; 
All the light of sacred story 

Gathers round its head sublime. 



1106 Jesus on the Cross. 

1 When I view my Saviour bleeding, 

For my sins, upon the tree ; 
Oh, how wondrous ! — how exceeding 
Great his love appears to me ! 

2 Floods of deep distress and anguish, 

To impede his labors, came j 
Yet they all could not extinguish 
Love's eternal, burning flame. 

3 Now redemption is completed, 

Full salvation is procured ; 
Death and Satan are defeated, 
By the sufferings he endured. 

4 Now the gracious Mediator 

Risen to the courts of bliss. 
Claims for me, a sinful creature, 
Pardon, righteousness, and peace I 

5 Sure such infinite affection 

Lays the highest claims to mine ; 
All my powers, without exception, 
Should in fervent praises join. 

6 Jesus, fit me for thy service ; 

Form me for thyself alone ; 
I am thy most costly purchaser- 
Take possession of thine own. 

1107 Praise for a Saviour. 

1 Let our songs of praise ascending, 

Rise to thee, O God most high ; 
While before thee, humbly bending, 
Glory to thy name we cry. 

2 Age to age thy glory beareth 

On the stream of time abroad ; 
Race to race thy name declareth, 
Son of Mary ! Son of God ! 



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3 Heaven exults and earth rejoices 

In the work that thou hast wrought j 
Lord, attune our trembling voices, 
Let us praise thee as we ought. 

1103 Ancient Cominunion Song. 7> 6. D. 

1 O Bread, to pilgrims given, 

O Food that angels eat, 
O manna, sent from heaven, 

For heaven-born natures meet ! 
Give us, for thee long pining, 

To eat till richly filled ; 
Till, earth's delights resigning, 

Our every wish is stilled. 

2 O Water, life-bestowing, 

From out the Saviour s heart ! 
A fountain purely flowing, 

A fount of love thou art ; 
Oh, let us, freely tasting, 

Our burning thirst assuage ! 
Thy sweetness, never wasting, 

Avails from age to age. 

3 Jesus ! this feast receiving, 

We thee unseen adore ; 
Thy faithful word believing, 

We take, and doubt no more ; 
Give us, thou true and loving ! 

On earth to live in thee ; 
Then, death the vail removing, 

Thy glorious face to see. 

1109 "Jesus and his blood." 7, 6. D. 

1 I build on this foundation, — 

That Jesus and his blood 
Alone are my salvation, 

The true eternal good. 
To mine his Spirit speaketh 

Sweet words of soothing power, 
How God to him that seeketh 

For rest, hath rest in store. 

2 My merry heart is springing, 

And knows not how to pine : 
'Tis full of joy and singing, 

And radiancy divine. 
The sun whose smiles so cheer me 

Is Jesus Christ alone : 
To have him always near me 

Is heaven itself begun. 

1110 Hope at the Cross. 7, 6. D. 
1 When human hopes all wither, 

And friends no aid supply, 
Then whither, Lord, ah ! whither 

Can turn my straining eye ? 
'Mid storms of grief still rougher, 

'Midst darker, deadlier shade, 
That cross where thou didst suffer, 

On Calvary was displayed. 



2 On that my gaze I fasten, 

My refuge that I make ; 
Though sorely thou mayst chasten, 

Thou never canst forsake : 
Thou, on that cross didst languish, 

Ere glory crowned thy head ! 
And I, through death and anguish, 

Must be to glory led. 

1111 "Come over , and help us." J, 6. D. 

1 From Greenland's icy mountains, 

From India's coral strand. 
Where Afric's sunny fountains 

Roll down their golden sand, — 
From many an ancient river, 

From many a palmy plain, 
They call us to deliver 

Their land from error's chain. 

2 What though the spicy breezes 

Blow soft o'er Ceylon's isle ; 
Though every prospect pleases, 

And only man is vile ; 
In vain with lavish kindness 

The gifts of God are strown ; 
The heathen, in his blindness, 

Bows down to wood and stone ! 

3 Shall we, whose souls are lighted 

With wisdom from on high,— 
Shall we, to men benighted, 

The lamp of life deny? 
Salvation, oh, salvation ! 

The joyful sound proclaim, 
Till earth's remotest nation 

Has learned Messiah's name. 

4 Waft, waft, ye winds, his story, 

And you, ye waters, roll, 
Till, like a sea of glory, 

It spreads from pole to pole ; 
Till o er our ransomed nature 

The Lamb for sinners slain, 
Redeemer, King, Creator, 

In bliss returns to reign ! 

1112 The Day of Jubilee. 7,6, D. 

1 How beauteous, on the mountains, 

The feet of him that brings, 
Like streams from living fountains, 

Good tidings of good things • 
That publisheth salvation, 

And jubilee release, 
To every tribe and nation, 

God's reign of joy and peace ! 

2 Lift up thy voice, O w T atchman ! 

And shout, from Zion's towers, 
Thy hallelujah chorus, — 
" The victory is ours ! " 



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The Lord shall build up Zion 

In glory and renown, 
And Jesus, Judah's lion, 

Shall wear his rightful crown. 

3 Break forth in hymns of gladness • 

O waste Jerusalem ! 
Let songs, instead of sadness, 

Thy jubilee proclaim ; 
The Lord, in strength victorious, 

Upon thy foes hath trod ; 
Behold, O "earth ! the glorious 

Salvation of our God ! 

1113 The Last Song. L. M. 

1 Soon may the last glad song arise 
Through all the millions of the skies— 
That song of triumph which records 
That all the earth is now the Lord's ! 

2 Let thrones and powers and kingdoms.be 
Obedient, mighty God, to thee ! 

And, over land and stream and main, 
Wave thou the sceptre of thy reign ! 

3 Oh, let that glorious anthem swell, 
Let host to host the triumph tell, 
That not one rebel heart remains, 
But over all the Saviour reigns ! 

1114 "Shall comfort Zion." L. M. 

1 Behold the expected time draw near, 
The shades disperse, the dawn appear ! 
Behold the wilderness assume 

The beauteous tints of Eden's bloom ! 

2 Events with prophecies conspire, 
To raise our faith, our zeal to fire : 
The ripening fields, already white 
Present a harvest to the sight. 

3 The untaught heathen waits to know 
The joy the gospel will bestow ; 
The exiled captive, to receive 

The freedom Jesus has to give. 

4 Come, let us, with a grateful heart, 
In this blest labor share a part ; 

Our prayers and offerings gladly bring, 
To aid the triumphs of our King. 

1115 Christ' 's coming to reign. L<. M. 

1 Jesus ! thy church, with longing eyes, 

For thine expected coming waits ; 
When will the promised light arise, 
And glory beam from Zion's gates ? 

2 Ev'n now, when tempests round us fall, 

And wintry clouds o'ercast the sky, 
Thy words with pleasure we recall, 
And deem that our redemption's nigh. 



3 Oh, come and reign o'er every land ; 

Let Satan from his throne be hurled, 
All nations bow to thy command, 
And grace revive a dying world. 

4 Teach us, in watchfulness and prayer, 

To wait for the appointed hour ; 
And fit us, by thy grace, to share 
The triumphs of thy conquering power. 

1116 "To thy tents, O Israel ! " L. M . 

1 O Israel ! to thy tents repair : 

Why thus secure on hostile ground? 
Thy King commands thee to beware, 
For many foes thy camp surround. 

2 A nobler lot is cast for thee, 

A kingdom waits thee in the skies ; 
With such a hope, shall Israel flee, 
Or 3-ield, through weariness, the prize? 

3 No ; let a careless world repose 

And slumber on through life's short day, 
While Israel to the conflict goes. 
And bears the glorious prize away. 

1117 Aivake, a7~m of the Lord. L. M. 

1 Arm of the Lord ! awake, awake : 

Put on thy strength, the nations shake j 
And let the world, adoring, see 
Triumphs of mercy, wrought by thee. 

2 Say to the heathen, from thy throne, 
u I am Jehovah — God alone ! " 

Thy voice their idols shall confound, 
And cast their altars to the ground. 

3 No more let human blood be spilt, 
Vain sacrifice for human guilt ; 
But to each conscience be applied 
The blood that flowed from Jesus' side. 

4 Almighty God ! thy grace proclaim, 
In every clime, of even 7- name, 
Till adverse powers before thee fall, 
And crown the Saviour — Lord of all. 

1118 Zion's Glory. L. M. 

1 Zion ! awake, thy strength renew, 
Put on thy robes" of beauteous hue ; 
And let the admiring world behold 

The King's fair daughter clothed in gold. 

2 Church of our God ! arise and shine, 
Bright with the beams of truth divine ; 
Then shall thy radiance stream afar, 
Wide as the heathen nations are. 

3 Gentiles and kings thy light shall view, 
And shall admire and love thee too ; — 
The}' come, like clouds across the sky, 
As doves that to their windows fly. 



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1119 Conversion of the World. L. M. 

1 Sovereign of worlds ! display thy power j 
Be this thy Zion's favored hour ; 

Bid the bright morning Star arise, 
And point the nations'to the skies. 

2 Set up thy throne where Satan reigns, — 
On Afric's shore, on India's plains, 

On wilds and continents unknown, — 
And make the nations all thine own. 

3 Speak ! and the world shall hear thy voice j 
Speak ! and the desert shall rejoice ; 
Scatter the gloom of heathen night ; 

And bid all nations hail the light. 

1120 Missionaries. -L. J-"-, 

1 Marked as the purpose of the skies, 
This promise meets our anxious eyes, 
That heathen lands the Lord shall know, 
And warm with faith each bosom glow. 

2 E'vn now the hallowed scenes appear ; 
E'vn now unfolds the promised year j 
Lo ! distant shores thy heralds trace, 
And bear the tidings of thy grace. 

3 'Mid burning climes and frozen plains, 
Where pagan darkness brooding reigns, 
Lord ! mark their steps, their fears subdue, 
And nerve their arm, and clear their view. 

4 When, worn by toil, their spirits fail, 
Bid them the glorious future hail ; 
Bid them the crown of life survey, 
And onward urge their conquering way. 

1121 "Go ye into all the world. 1 '' L. M. 

1 Ye Christian heralds ! go, proclaim 
Salvation through Immanuel's name • 
To distant climes the tidings bear, 
And plant the Rose of Sharon there. 

2 He'll shield you with a wall of fire, 
With flaming zeal your breast inspire, 
Bid raging winds their fury cease, 
And hush the tempest into peace. 

3 And when our labors all are o'er, 
Then we shall meet to part no more, — 
Meet with the blood-bought throng, to fall, 
And crown our Jesus — Lord of all ! 

1122 Missionary Convocation. L. M. 
1 Assembled at thy great command, 

Before thy face, dread King, we stand j 
The voice that marshaled every star, 
Has called thy people from afar. 



2 We meet, through distant lands to spread 
The truth for which the martyrs bled • 
Along the line, to either pole, 

The thunder of thy praise to roll. 

3 Our prayers assist, accept our praise, 
Our hopes revive, our courage raise ; 
Our counsels aid, to each impart 
The single eye, the faithful heart. 

4 Forth with thy chosen heralds come, 
Recall the wandering spirits home ; 
From Zion's mount send forth the sound, 
To spread the spacious earth around. 

1123 ik Sun of righteousness.'''' L- M. 

1 O Sun of righteousness, arise, 

With gentle beams on Zion shine ; 
Dispel the darkness from our eyes, 
And souls awake to life divine. 

2 On all around, let grace descend, 

Like heavenly dew, or copious showers ; 
That we may call our God our friend j 
That we may hail salvation ours. 

1124 Home Missions. L. M. 

1 Look from thy sphere of endless day, 

O God of mercy and of might 1 
In pity look on those who stray, 
Benighted in this land of light. 

2 In peopled vale, in lonely glen, 

In crowded mart, by stream or sea, 
How many of the sons of men 
Hear not the message sent from thee ! 

3 Send forth thy heralds, Lord, to call 

The thoughtless young, the hardened old. 
A scattered, homeless flock, till all 
Be gathered to thy peaceful fold. 

4 Send them thy mighty word to speak, 

Till faith shall dawn, and doubt depart, 
To awe the bold, to stay the weak, 
And bind and heal the broken heart. 

5 Then all these wastes, a dreary scene, 

That makes us sadden as we gaze, 
Shall grow with living waters green. 
And lift to heaven the voice of praise. 

1125 "O Light of Zion /" L. M. 

1 Though now the nations sit beneath 
The darkness of o'erspreading death, 
God will arise with light divine, 

On Zion's holy towers to shine. 

2 That light shall shine on distant lands, 
And wandering tribes, in joyrul bands, 
Shall come thy glory, Lord, to see, 
And in thy courts to worship thee. 



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3 O light of Zion, now arise ! 
Let the glad morning bless our eyes ! 
Ye nations, catch the kindling ray, 
And hail the splendor of the day.' 

1 1 £ 6 Th e k ingd o m co m ing. L • M • 

1 From day to day, before our eyes, 

Grows and extends the workbegun j 
When shall the new creation rise 
O'er every land beneath the sun ? 

2 When, in the sabbath of his love, 

Shall God from all his labors rest ; 
And bending from his throne above, 
Again pronounce his creatures blest ? 

3 As sang the morning stars of old, 

Shouted the sons of God for joy ; 
His widening reign while we behold, 
Let praise and pra} T er our tongues employ ; 

4 Till the redeemed in every clime, 

Yea, all that breathe, and move, and live, 
To Christ, through every age of time, 
The kingdom, power, and glory give. 

1127 Prayer for a Revival. L. M. 

1 Great Lord of all thy churches ! hear- 
Thy ministers' and people's prayer ; 
Perfumed by thee, oh, may it rise, 
Like fragrant incense to th'e skies. 

2 May ever}' pastor, from above 

Be new inspired with zeal and love, 
To watch thy flock, thy flock to feed, 
And sow with care the precious seed. 

3 Revive thy churches with thy grace ; 
Heal all our breaches, grant us peace ; 
Rouse us from sloth, our hearts inflame 
With ardent zeal for Jesus' name. 

4 Thus we our suppliant voices raise, 
And weeping, sow the seed of praise ; 
In humble hope, that thou wilt hear 
Thy ministers' and people's prayer. 

1123 ''''Ascend thy throne" L. M. 

1 Ascend thy throne, almighty King, 

And spread thy glories all abroad ; 
Let thine own arm salvation bring, 
And be thou known the gracious God. 

2 Let millions bow before thy seat, 

Let humble mourners seek thy face, 
Bring daring rebels to thy feet, 
Subdued by thy victorious grace. 

3 Oh, let the kingdoms of the world 

Become the kingdoms of the Lord ! 
Let saints and angels praise thy name • 
Be thou through heaven and earth adored. 



1129 The gospel herald. 8, 7i 

1 On the mountain's top appearing, 

Lo ! the sacred herald stands, 
Welcome news to Zion bearing — 
Zion long in hostile lands : 

Mourning captive ! 
God himself shall loose thy bands. 

2 Has thy night been long and mournful ? 

Have thy friends unfaithful proved ? 
Have thy foes been proud and scornful, 
By thy sighs and tears unmoved ? 

Cease thy mourning ; 
Zion still is well beloved. 

3 God, thy God, will now restore thee ; 

He himself appears thy Friend ; 
All thy foes shall flee before thee ; 
Here their boasts and triumphs end : 

Great deliverance 
Zion's King will surely send. 

4 Peace and joy shall now attend thee ; 

All \hy warfare now is past ; 
God thy Saviour will defend thee ; 
Victory is thine at last : 

All thy conflicts 
End in everlasting rest. 

1130 Psalm 125 = 2. 3, 7, 

1 Zion stands with hills surrounded — 

Zion, kept by power divine ; 
All her foes shall be confounded, 
Though the world in arms combine ; 

Happy Zion, 
What a favored lot is thine ! 

2 Every human tie ma}' perish ; 

Friend to friend unfaithful prove ; 
Mothers cease their own to cherish j 
Heaven and earth at last remove : 

But no changes 
Can attend Jehovah's love. 

3 In the furnace God may prove thee, 

Thence to bring thee' forth more bright, 
But can never cease to love thee j 
Thou art*precious in his sight j 

God is with thee — 
God, thine everlasting light. 

1131 Sun of Righteotisness. 8, J. 
1 O'er the gloomy hills of darkness, 

Cheered by no celestial ray, 
Sun of righteousness ! arising, 

Bring the bright, the glorious day ; 

Send the gospel 
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a Kingdoms wide that sit in darkness,— 
Grant them, Lord ! the glorious light : 
And, from eastern coast to western, 
• May the morning chase the night j 
And redemption, 
Freely purchased, win the day. 

3 Fly abroad, thou mighty gospel ! 
Win and conquer, never cease ; 
May thy lasting, wide dominion 
Multiply and still increase ; 

Sway thy sceptre, 
Saviour ! all the world around. 

1132 Revival Implored. 8,7* 

1 Saviour, visit thy plantation ! 

Grant us, Lord, a gracious rain : 
All will come to desolation, 
Unless thou return again. 

2 Keep no longer at a distance, 

Shine upon us from on high, 
Lest, for want of thine assistance. 
Every plant should droop and die. 

3 Once, O Lord, thy garden nourished j 

Every part looked gay and green ; 
Then thy word our spirits nourished : 
Happy seasons we have seen. 

4 But a drought has since succeeded, 

And a sad decline we see : 
Lord, thy help is greatly needed : 
Help can only come from thee. 

5 Let our mutual love be fervent : 

Make us prevalent in prayer • 
Let each one esteemed thy servant 
Shun the world's bewitching snare. 

6 Break the tempter's fatal power, 

Turn the stony heart to flesh, 
And begin from this good hour 
To revive thy work afresh. 

1133 Home Missionary Hymn. o, 7« 

1 Hark ! the sound of angel-voices, 

Over Bethlehem's star-lit plain ; 
Hark ! the heavenly host rejoices, 
Jesus comes on earth to reign. 

2 See celestial radiance beaming, 

Lighting up the midnight sky ; 
'Tis the promised day-star gleaming, 

'Tis the day-spring from on high. 
-3 Westward, all along the ages, 

Trace its pathway clear and bright ; 
Star of hope to Eastern sages, 

Radiant now with gospel light. 
4 Angels from the realms of glory, 

Peace on earth delight to sing ; 
Christian, tell the wondrous story, 

Go proclaim the Saviour King ! 



1134 Home Missions. 8, 7. 

1 Where the woodman's axe is ringing, 

Where the hunter roams alone, 
Where the prairie-flowers are springing. 
Make the great Redeemer known. 

2 While, from California's mountains, 

Pure and sweet the anthem swells ; 
Oregon's dark wilds and fountains 
Hail the sound of Sabbath-bells. 

3 Like an armed host with banners, 

Terrible in war array, 
Zion comes with glad nosannas, 
To prepare her Monarch's way. 

4 Unto him all power is given, 

All the world his sway shall own, 
And on earth, as now in heaven, 
Shall his will be done alone. 



1135 "The Lord God reigneth." 7. T). 

1 Hark ! the song of Jubilee, 

Loud as mighty thunders roar, 
Or the fullness of the sea, 

When it breaks upon the shore ! 
Hallelujah ! for the Lord 

God omnipotent shall reign ! 
Hallelujah ! let the word 

Echo round the earth and main. 

2 Hallelujah ! hark, the sound, 

From the depths unto the skies, 
Wakes above, beneath, around, 

All creation's harmonies ! 
See Jehovah's banner furled, 

Sheathed his sword, he speaks — 'tis done ! 
And the kingdoms of this world 

Are the kingdoms of his Son ! 

3 He shall reign from pole to pole. 

With illimitable sway ; 
He shall reign', when like a scroll 

Yonder heavens are passed away. 
Then the end : beneath his rod 

Man's last enemy shall fall : 
Hallelujah ! Christ in God, 

God in Christ, is all in all ! 

1136 2 Thessalonians 2:8. 7« 
c Come, Desire of nations, come ! 

Hasten, Lord, the general doom ! 
Hear the Spirit and the Bride ; 
Come, and take us to thy side : 
Thou, who hast our place prepared, 
Make us meet for our reward ; 
Then, with all thy saints descend . 
Then, our earthl}' trials end. 



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2 Mindful of thy chosen race, 
Shorten these vindictive days ; 
Hear us now, and save thine own, 
Who for full redemption groan ! 
Now destroy the Man of Sin, 
Now thine ancient flock bring in ! 
Filled with righteousness divine, 
Claim a ransomed world for thine. 

3 Plant thy heavenly kingdom here ; 
Glorious in thy saints appear : 
Speak the sacred number sealed, 
Speak the mystery revealed ; 
Take to thee" thy royal power ; 
Reign ! when sin shall be no more ; 
Reign ! when death no more shall be ; 
Reign to all eternity ! 

1137 " Tell us of 'the night 7- E>- 

1 Watchman ! tell us of the night, 

What its signs of promise are : — 
Traveler ! o'er yon mountain's height, 

See that glory-beaming star ! — 
Watchman ! does its beauteous ray 

Aught of joy or hope foretell ? — 
Traveler ! yes ; it brings the day, 

Promised day of Israel : — 

2 Watchman ! tell us of the night ; 

Higher yet that star ascends ;— 
Traveler ! blessedness and light, 

Peace and truth, its course portends : — 
Watchman ! will its beams alone 

Gild the spot that gave them birth ? — 
Traveler ! ages are its own ; 

See, it bursts o'er all the earth ! — 

3 Watchman ! tell us of the night, 

For the morning seems to dawn ; — 
Traveler ! darkness takes its flight, 

Doubt and terror are withdrawn ; — 
Watchman ! let thy wanderings cease ; 

Hie thee to thy quiet home ! — 
Traveler ! lo ! the Prince of peace, 

Lo ! the Son of God, is come ! 

1138 Home Missions. 7- D« 

1 Soldiers of the cross ! arise ; 

Gird you with your armor bright ; 
Mighty are your enemies, 

Hard the battle ye must fight ; 
O'er a faithless fallen world, 

Raise your banner in the sky, 
Let it float there, wide unfurled, 

Bear it onward, lift it high. 

2 'Mid the homes of want and woe, 

Strangers to the living word, 
Let the Saviour's herald go, 
Let the voice of hope be heard j 



To the weary and the worn, 
Tell of realms where sorrows cease ; 

To the outcast and forlorn, 
Speak of mercy, grace, and peace. 

3 Guard the helpless, seek the strayed, 

Comfort troubles, banish grief j 
With the Spirit's sword arrayed, 

Scatter sin and unbelief ; 
Be the banner still unfurled, 

Bear it bravely still abroad, 
Till the kingdoms of the world 

Are the kingdoms of the Lord. 

1139 

The morning light. 7, 6. D. 

1 The morning light is breaking j 

The darkness disappears ; 
The sons of earth are waking 

To penitential tears ; 
Each breeze that sweeps the ocean 

Brings tidings from afar, 
Of nations in commotion, 

Prepared for Zion's war. 

2 See heathen nations bending 

Before the God we love, 
And thousand hearts ascending 

In gratitude above ; 
While sinners, now confessing, 

The gospel call obey, 
And seek the Saviour's blessing,— 

A nation in a day. 

3 Blest river of salvation ! 

Pursue thine onward way j 
Flow thou to every nation, 

Nor in th} v richness stay : 
Stay not till ail the lowly 

Triumphant reach their home : 
Stay not till all the holy 

Proclaim — k ' The Lord is come ! " 

1140 * Departure of Missionaries. *J,6.T). 
j Roll on, thou mighty ocean ; 
And, as thy billows flow, 
Bear messengers of mercy 

To every land below. 
Arise, ye gales, and waft them 

Safe to the destined shore ; 
That man ma}- sit in darkness, 
And death's black shade no more. 

2 O thou eternal Ruler, 

Who holdest in thine arm 
The tempests of the ocean, 

Protect them from all 'harm ! 
Thy presence, Lord, be with them, 

Wherever they may be : 
Though far from us, who love them, 

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1141 The Gospel Banner. 7» 6. D. 

1 Now be the gospel banner, 

In every land unfurled ; 
And be the shout, — kk Hosanna ! " 

Re-echoed through the world j 
Till every isle and nation, 

Till every tribe and tongue, 
Receive the great salvation, 

And join the happy throng. 

2 Yes, — thou shalt reign for ever, 

O Jesus, King of kings ! 
Thy light, thy love, thy favor, 

Each ransomed captive sings : 
The isles for thee are waiting, 

The deserts learn thy praise, 
The hills and valleys greeting, 

The song responsive raise. 

1142 Home Missions. 7, 6. D. 

1 Our country's voice is pleading, 

Ye men of God, arise ! 
His providence is leading, 

The land before you lies ; 
Day-gleams are o'er it brightening, 

And promise clothes the soil ; 
Wide fields for harvest whitening, 

Invite the reaper's toil. 

2 Go where the waves are breaking- 

On California's shore, 
Christ's precious gospel taking, 

More rich than golden ore ; 
On Alleghany's mountains, 

Through all the western vale, 
Beside Missouri's fountains, 

Rehearse the wondrous tale. 

3 The love of Christ unfolding, 

Speed on from east to west, 
Till all, his cross beholding, 

In him are fully blest. 
Great Author of salvation, 

Haste, haste the glorious day, 
When we, a ransomed nation, 

Thy sceptre shall obey. 

1143 Idols rejected. — Isa. 2: 20. 7> 6. D. 

1 And is the time approaching, 

By prophets long foretold, 
When all shall dwell together, 

One shepherd and one fold ? 
Shall every idol perish, 

To moles and bats be thrown, 
And every prayer be offered 

To God in Christ alone ? 

2 Shall Jew and Gentile, meeting 

From many a distant shore, 
Around one altar kneeling, 
One common Lord adore ? 



Shall all that now divides us 

Remove and pass away, 
Like shadows of the morning 

Before the blaze of day ? 

3 Shall all that now unites us 

More sweet and lasting prove, 
A closer bond of union, 

In a blest land of love ? 
Shall w r ar be learned no longer, 

Shall strife and tumult cease, 
All earth his blessed kingdom, 

The Lord and Prince of Peace? 

4 O long-expected dawning, 

Come with thy cheering ray ! 
When shall the morning brignten, 

The shadows flee away? 
O sweet anticipation I 

It cheers the watchers on, 
To pray, and hope, and labor, 

Till the dark night be gone. 

1144 "The Laborers are few." 8, 7. D. 

1 Hark ! the voice of Jesus calling,— 

Who will go and work to-day ? 
Fields are white, the harvest waiting, 

Who will bear the sheaves away ? 
Loud and long the Master calleth, 

Rich reward he offers free ; 
Who will answer, gladly saying, 

" Here am I, O Lord, send me." 

2 If you cannot cross the ocean 

And the heathen lands explore, 
You can find the heathen nearer, 

You can help them at your door j 
If you cannot speak like angels, 

If you cannot preach like Paul, 
You can tell the love of Jesus, 

You can say he died for all. 

3 While the souls of men are dying, 

And the Master calls for you, 
Let none hear you idly saying, 

" There is nothing I can do ! " 
Gladly take the task he gives you, 

Let his work your pleasure be ; 
Answer quickly when he calleth, 

4k Here am I, O Lord, send me." 

1145 " What thy hand Jindeth to do." 8, 7. D, 
1 If you cannot on the ocean 

Sail among the swiftest fleet, 
Rocking on the highest billows, 

Laughing at the storms you meet, 
You can stand among the sailors, 

Anchored yet within the bay, 
You can lend a hand to help them, 

As they launch their boat away. 



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2 If you are too weak to journey 

Up the mountain, steep and high, 
You can stand within the valley, 

While the multitude go by ; 
Yon can chant in happy measure, 

As they slowly pass along ; 
Though they may forget the singer, 

They will not forget the song. 

3 If you have not gold and silver 

Ever ready to command ; 
If you canno't toward the needy 

Reach an ever open hand, 
You can visit the afflicted, 

O'er the erring you can weep ; 
You can be a true disciple 

Sitting at the Saviour's feet. 

4 If you cannot in the harvest 

Garner up the richest sheaf, 
Many a grain both ripe and golden 

Will the careless reapers leave ; 
Go and glean among the briers, 

Growing rank against the wall, 
For it may be that the shadow 

Hides the heaviest wheat of all. 

1146 "We are watching." P.M. 

1 We are watching, we are waiting, 

For the bright prophetic day : 
When the shadows, weary shadows, 

From the world shall roll awa}*. 
Cho. — We are waiting for the morning, 

When the beauteous day is dawning ; 
We are waiting for the morning, 
For the golden spires of day. 
Lo! he comes ! see the King draw near; 
Zion, shout ! the Lord is here. 

2 We are watching, we are waiting, 

For the star that brings the day : 
When the night of sin shall vanish, 
And the shadows melt away. — Cho. 

3 We are watching, we are waiting, 

For the beauteous King of day : 
For the Chiefest of ten-thousand, 
For the Light, the Truth, the Way —Cho. 

1147 The Baptism of the Spirit, o, J. D. 
i Hail ! thou God of grace and glory ! 

Who thy name hast magnified, 
By redemption's wondrous story, 

By the Saviour crucified ; 
Thanks to thee for every blessing, 

Flowing from the Fount' of love ; 
Thanks for present good unceasing, 

And for hopes of bliss above. 



2 Hear us, as thus bending lowly, 

Near thy bright and burning throne ; 
We invoke thee, God most holy ! 

Through thy well-beloved Son ; 
Send the baptism of thy Spirit, 

Shed the pentecostaf fire j 
Let us all thy grace inherit, 

Waken, crown each good desire. 

3 Bind thy people, Lord ! in union, 

With the sevenfold cord of love ; 
Breathe a spirit of communion 

With the glorious hosts above ; 
Let thy work be seen progressing ; 

Bow each heart, and bend each knee j 
Till the world, thy truth possessing, 

Celebrates its jubilee. 

1148 "The true Light:'' 8, 7. D. 

1 Light of those whose dreary dwelling 

Borders on the shades of death ! 
Rise on us, thy love revealing, 

Dissipate the clouds beneath : 
Thou of heaven and earth Creator, 

In our deepest darkness rise, — 
Scattering all the night of nature, 

Pouring day upon our eyes. 

2 Still we wait for thine appearing j 

Life and joy thy beams impart, 
Chasing all our fears, and cheering 

Every poor benighted heart : 
Come and manifest thy favor 

To the ransomed, helpless race ; 
Come, thou glorious God and Saviour ! 

Come, and bring the gospel grace. 

3 Save us, in thy great compassion, 

O thou mild, pacific Prince ! 
Give the knowledge of salvation, 

Give the pardon of our sins • 
By thine all-sufficient merit, 

Every burdened soul release j 
Every weary, wandering spirit, 

Guide into thy perfect peace. 

1149 God's Promise. 8, 7. D. 

1 Zion, dreary and in anguish, 

'Mid the desert hast thou strayed ! 
Oh, thou weary, cease to languish ; 

Jesus shall lift up thy head. 
Still lamenting and bemoaning, 

'Mid thy follies and thy woes ! 
Soon repenting and returning, 

All thy solitude shall close. 

2 Though benighted and forsaken. 

Though afflicted and distressed ; 
His almighty arm shall waken ; 
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Cease thy sadness, unbelieving ; 

Soon his glory shalt thou see ! 
Joy and gladness, and thanksgiving, 

And the voice of melody ! 

1150 "Come quickly 8, 7. D. 

1 Come, thou long-expected Jesus, 

Born to set thy people free ; 
From our fears and sins release us, 

Let us find our rest in thee : 
Israel's Strength and Consolation, 

Hope of all the saints thou art ; 
Dear Desire of every nation, 

Joy of every longing heart. 

2 Born, thy people to deliver • 

Born a child, and yet a King ! 
Born to reign in us for ever, 

Now thy precious kingdom bring : 
By thine own eternal Spirit, 

Rule in all our hearts alone j 
By thine all-sufficient merit, 

Raise us to thy glorious throne. 

1151 "Glorious things:' 8, 7. D. 

1 Glorious things of thee are spoken, 

Zion, city of our God ! 
He, whose word cannot be broken, 

Formed thee for his own abode : 
On the Rock of ages founded, 

What can shake thy sure repose ? 
With salvation's walls surrounded, 

Thou mayst smile at all thy foes. 

2 See ! the streams of living waters, 

Springing from eternal love, 
Well supply thy sons and daughters, 

And all fear of want remove : 
Who can faint, while such a river 

Ever flows their thirst assuage ?— 
Grace, which, like the L^rd, the Giver. 

Never fails from age to age. 

3 Round each habitation hovering, 

See the cloud and fire appear, 
For a glory and a covering, 

Showing that the Lord is near ! 
Thus deriving from their banner, 

Light by night, and shade by day, 
Safe they feed upon the manna 

Which he gives them when they pray. 

1152 The Covenant. 8, 7. D. 
1 Hear what God, the Lord, hath spoken : 

O my people, faint and few, 
Comfortless, afflicted, broken, 
Fair abodes I build for you ; 



Scenes of heart-felt tribulation 
Shall no more perplex your ways ; 

You shall name your walls " Salvation," 
And your gates shall all be " Praise." 

2 There, like streams that feed the garden, 

Pleasures without end shall flow ; 
For the Lord, your faith rewarding, 

All his bounty shall bestow. 
Still in undisturbed possession 

Peace and righteousness shall reign j 
Never shall you feel oppression, 

Hear the voice of war again. 

3 Ye, no more your suns descending, 

Waning moons no more shall see, 
But, your griefs for ever ending, 

Find eternal noon in me. 
God shall rise, and shining o'er you, 

Change to day the gloom of night ; 
He, the Lord, shall be your Glory, 

God your everlasting Light. 

1153 "Come, Lord Jesus" b. 

1 Come, Lord, and tarry not ! 

Bring the long-looked-for day ; 
Oh, why these years of waiting here, 
These ages of delay ? 

2 Come, for thy saints still wait; 

Daily ascends their sigh ; 
The Spirit and the Bride say, Come ! 
Dost thou not hear the cry ? 

3 Come, for creation groans, 

Impatient of thy stay, 
Worn out with these long years of ill, 
These ages of delay. 

4 Come, and make all things new, 

Build up this ruined earth, 
Restore our faded paradise,— 
Creation's second birth. 

5 Come and begin thy reign 

Of everlasting peace ; 
Come, take the kingdom to thyself, 
Great King of Righteousness ! 

1154 Declension. S. 

1 Oh, for the happy hour 

When God will hear our cry, 
And send, with a reviving power, 
His Spirit from on high, 

2 We meet, we sing, we pray, 

We listen to the word, 
In vain ; — we see no cheering ray, 
No cheering voice is heard. 

3 While many crowd thy house, 

How few, around thy board, 
Meet to recount their solemn vows, 
And bless thee as their Lord ! 



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4 Thou, thou alone canst give 

Thy gospel sure success ; 
Canst bid the dying sinner live 
Anew in holiness. 

5 Come, then, with power divine, 

Spirit of life and love ! 
Then shall this people all be thine, 
This church like that above. 

1155 " Revive thy work. 1 '' S. M. 

1 O Lord, thy work revive, 

In Zion's gloomy hour, 
And make her dying graces live 
By thy restoring power. 

2 Awake thy chosen few 

To fervent, earnest prayer ; 
Again may they their vows renew, 
Thy blessed presence share. 

3 Thy Spirit then will speak 

Through lips of feeble clay, 
And hearts of adamant will break, 
And rebels will obey. 

4 Lord, lend thy gracious ear • 

Oh, listen to our cry ; 
Oh, come and bring salvation here : 
Our hopes "on thee rely. 

1155 Philippians 2 : 10, 11. S. M. 

1 O thou whom we adore ! 

To bless our earth again, 
Assume thine own almighty power, 
And o'er the nations reign. 

2 The world's Desire and Hope, 

All power to thee is given j 
Now set the last great empire up, 
Eternal Lord ot heaven ! 

3 A gracious Saviour, thou 

Wilt all thy creatures bless • 
And every knee to thee shall bow, 
And every tongue confess. 

4 According to thy word, 

Now be thy grace revealed ; 
And with the knowledge of the Lord, 
Let all the earth be filled. 

1157 44 'The Lord shall arise.''' 1 S. M. 

1 O Lord our God ! arise • 

The cause of truth maintain ; 
And wide o'er all the peopled world 
Extend her blessed reign. 

2 Thou Prince of life ! arise, 

Nor let thy glory cease ; 
Far spread the conquests of thy grace. 
And bless the earth with peace. 



3 Thou Holy Ghost ! arise, 

Extend thy healing wing, 
And, o'er a dark and ruined world, 
Let light and order spring. 

4 All on the earth ! arise, 

To God the Saviour sing ; 
From shore to shore, from earth to heaven, 
Let echoing anthems ring. 

1158 Psalm II7 . S. M. 

1 Thy name, almighty Lord, 

Shall sound through distant lands : 
Great is thy grace, and sure thy word ; 
Thy truth for ever stands. 

2 Far be thine honor spread, 

And long thy praise endure, 
Till morning light, and evening shade, 
Shall be exchanged no more. 

1159 " Thy kingdom come J '" S. M. 

1 Come, kingdom of our God, 

Sweet peign of light and love ! 
Shed peace, and hope, and joy abroad, 
And wisdom from above. 

2 Over our spirits first 

Extend thy healing reign ; 
There raise and quench the sacred thirst, 
That never pains again. 

3 Come, kingdom of our God ! 

And make the broad earth thine ; 
Stretch o'er her lands and isles the rod 
That flowers with grace divine. 

4 Soon may all tribes be blest 

With fruit from life's glad tree ; 
And in its shade like brothers rest, 
Sons of one family. 

1160 The Promise.— Isa. 51: 3. II, IO. 

1 Hail to the brightness of Zion's glad morn- 

ing ! 

Joy to the lands that in darkness have lain ! 
Hushed be the accents of sorrow and mourn- 
ing — 

Zion in triumph begins her mild reign. 

2 Hail to the brightness of Zion's glad morning, 

Long by the prophets of Israel foretold ; 
Hail to the millions from bondage returning ; 
Gentiles and Jews the blest vision behold. 

3 Lo ! in the desert rich flowers are springing, 

Streams ever copious are gliding along ; 
Loud from the mountain-tops echoes are 
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4 See, from all lands — from the isles of the 
ocean, 

Praise to Jehovah ascending on high ; 
Fallen are the engines of war and commotion, 
Shouts of salvation are rending the sky. 

1161 1 ' Days of thy mourning. " 1 1 , I O. 

1 Wake thee, O Zion, thy mourning is ended, 

God, thine own God, hath regarded thy 
prayer : 

Wake thee, and hail him, in glory descended, 
Thy darkness to scatter, thy wastes to 
repair. 

2 Wake thee, O Zion, his Spirit of power 

To newness of life is awaking the dead ; 
Array thee in beauty, and greet the glad hour 
That brings thee salvation through Jesus 
who bled. 

3 Saviour ! we gladly with voices resounding, 

Loud as the thunder, our chorus would 
swell ; 

Till from rock, wood, and mountain its echoes 
rebounding, 
To all the wide world of salvation shall 
tell! 

1162 Isaiah 42 : 10-13. 11,10. 

1 Isles of the South ! your redemption is Hear- 

ing ; 

Lift, with the waves, the glad song of the 
free ! 

He that was promised, in triumph appearing, 
Now wields his sway o'er the land and the 
sea. 

2 Loud from the tops of the mountains sing 

praises ; 

Valleys shall ring with the echoing strain ; 
Mighty in war, he the standard upraises, 
Glorious in peace, he advances to reign ! 

1163 A Revival. ^ 7- 
x Fount of everlasting love ! 

Rich thy streams of mercy are, 
Flowing purely from above ; 
Beauty marks their course afar. 

2 Lo ! thy church, athirst and faint, 

Drinks the full, refreshing tide ; 
Thou hast heard her sad complaint, 
Floods of grace are sweeping wide ! 

3 God of mercy ! to thy throne 

Now our fervent thanks we bring j 
Thine the glory, thine alone, 
Joyous praise to thee we sing. 



4 While we lift our grateful song, 
Let the Spirit still descend j 
Roll the tide of grace along, 
Widening, deepening, to the end ! 

1164 Gospel Increase. 7- 

1 See ! how great a flame aspires, 

Kindled by a spark of grace ! 
Jesus' love the nations fires, — 

Sets the kingdoms on a blaze ; 
Fire to bring on earth he came ; 

Kindled in some hearts it is ; 
Oh, that all might catch the flame, 

All partake the glorious bliss ! 

2 When he first the work begun, 

Small and feeble was his day : 
Now the word doth swiftly run ; 

Now it wins its widening way : 
More and more it spreads and grows, 

Ever mighty to prevail ; 
Sin's strongholds it now o'erthrows, — 

Shakes the trembling gates of hell. 

3 Sons of God ! your Saviour praise ; 

He the door hath opened wide ; 
He hath given the w T ord of grace ; 

Jesus' word is glorified ; 
Jesus, mighty to redeem — 

He alone the work hath wrought ; 
Worthy is the work of him, — 

Him who spake a word from naught. 

1165 The World 's Conversion. 7> 

1 Hasten, Lord ! the glorious time 

When, beneath Messiah's sway, 
Every nation, every clime, 
Shall the gospel's call obey. 

2 Mightiest kings his pow r er shall own, 

Heathen tribes his name adore ; 
Satan and his host, o'erthrown, 
Bound in chains, shall hurt no more. 

3 Then shall wars and tumults cease, 

Then be banished grief and pain ; 
Righteousness and joy and peace 
Undisturbed shall ever reign. 

4 Bless we, then, our gracious Lord • 

Ever praise his glorious name ; 
All his mighty acts record ; 
All his wondrous love proclaim. 

1166 « Triumphant Zion J "' L. M. 
1 Triumphant Zion, lift thy head 

From dust, and darkness, and the dead ; 
Though humbled long, awake at lengtn, 
And gird thee with thy Saviour's strength. 



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2 Put all thy beauteous garments on, 
And let thy various charms be known : 
The world thy glories shall confess, 
Decked in the robes of righteousness. 

3 No more shall foes unclean invade, 
And fill thy hallowed walls with dread ; 
No more shall hell's insulting host 
Their victory and thy sorrows boast. 

4 God, from on high, thy groans will hear ; 
His hand thy ruin shall repair ■ 

Nor will thy watchful Monarcn cease 
To guard thee in eternal peace. 

1167 " Thine own Messiah reigns." L. M. 

1 Why on the bending willows hung, 

Israel ! still sleeps thy tuneful string ?— 
Still mute remains thy sullen tongue, 
And Zion's song denies to sing ? 

2 Awake ! thy sweetest raptures raise ; 

Let harp and voice unite their strains : 
Thy promised King his sceptre sways : 
Jesus, thine own Messiah, reigns ! 

3 No taunting foes the song require ; 

No strangers mock thy captive chain ; 
But friends provoke the silent lyre, 
And brethren ask the holy strain. 

4 Nor fear thy Salem's hills to wrong, 

If other lands thy triumph share : 
A heavenly city claims thy song ; 
A brighter Salem rises there. 

5 By foreign streams no longer roam : 

Nor, weeping, think of Jordan's flood : 
In every clime behold a home. 
In every temple see thy God. 

6 Then why, on bending willows hung, 

Israel, still sleeps the tuneful string? 
Why mute remains the sullen tongue, 
And Zion's song delays to sing? 

1168 God 's ancient people. L. M. 

1 Disowned of heaven, by man oppressed, 

Outcasts from Zion's hallowed ground, 
Oh, why should Israel's sons, once blessed, 
Still roam the scorning world around ? 

2 Lord ! visit thy forsaken race, 

Back to thy fold the wanderers bring ; 
Teach them to seek thy slighted grace, 
And hail in Christ their promised King. 

3 The vail of darkness rend in twain 

Which hides their Shiloh's glorious light, 
The severed olive branch again 
Firm to its parent stock unite. 



4 Hail, glorious day, expected long, 

When Jew and Greek one prayer shall pour, 
With eager feet one temple throng, 
With grateful praise one God adore. 

llo9 "/ would not live 'alway II. 

1 I would not live alway : I ask not to stay 
Where storm after storm rises dark o'er the 

way ; 

The few lurid mornings that dawn on us here 
Are enough for life's woes, full enough for its 
cheer. 

2 I would not live alway, thus fettered by sin — 
Temptation without and corruption within : 
Ev'n the rapture of pardon is mingled with 

fears, 

And the cup of thanksgiving with penitent 
tears. 

3 I would not live alway j no, welcome the 

tomb ; 

Since Jesus hath lain there, I dread not its 
gloom ; 

There sweet be my rest till he bid me arise 
To hail him in triumph descending the skies. 

4 Who, who would live alway, away from his 

God, 

Away from yon heaven, that blissful abode, 
Where the rivers of pleasure flow o'er the 

bright plains, 
And the noontide of glory eternally reigns ? 

5 Where the saints of all ages in harmony meet, 
Their Saviour and brethren transported to 

greet ; 

While the anthems of rapture unceasingly 
roll, 

And the smile of the Lord is the feast of the 
soul. 

1170 A Christian's Death. 12, II. 

1 Thou art gone to the grave ! but we will not 

deplore thee, 
Though sorrows and darkness encompass 
the tomb, 

The Saviour hath passed through its portals 
before thee, 
And the lamp of his love is thy guide 
through the gloom. 

2 Thou art gone to the grave ! we no longer 

behold thee, 
Nor tread the rough paths of the world by 
thy side ; 

But the wide arms of mercy are spread to en- 
fold thee, 

And sinners may hope, for the Sinless hath 
died. 



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3 Thou art gone to the grave ! and, its mansion 

forsaking, 

Perchance thy weak spirit in doubt lingered 
long ; 

But the sunshine of glory beamed bright on 
thy waking, 
And the sound thou didst hear was the 
seraphim's song. 

4 Thou art gone to the grave ! but we will not 

deplore thee, 
Since God was thy ransom, thy guardian, 
and guide : 

He gave thee, he took thee, and he will re- 
store thee ; 

And death has no sting, since the Saviour 
hath died. 

1171 "His beloved sleep." L. M. 

1 Why should we start, and fear to die ? 

What timorous worms we mortals are ! 
Death is the gate of endless joy. 
And yet we dread to enter there. 

2 The pains, the groans, the dying strife 

Fright our approaching souls away ; 
We still shrink back again to life, 
Fond of our prison and our clay. 

3 Oh, if my Lord would come and meet, 

My soul should stretch her wings in haste, 
F ] y fearless through death's iron gate, 
Nor feel the terrors as she passed. 

4 Jesus can make a dying bed 

Feel soft as downy pillows are, 
While on his breast I lean my head, 
And breathe my life out sweetly there ! 

1172 " He shall enter into peace. " L> M. 

1 Gently, my Saviour, let me down, 

To slumber in the arms of death ; 
I rest my soul on thee alone, 
Ev'n till my last, expiring breath. 

2 Soon will the storm of life be o'er, 

And I shall enter endless rest ; 
There I shall live to sin no more, 
And bless thy name, for ever blest. 

3 Bid me possess sweet peace within ; 

Let child-like patience keep my heart ; 
Then shall I feel my heaven begin, 
Before my spirit hence depart. 

4 Oh, speed thy chariot, God of love ! 

And take me from this world of woe j 
I long to reach those joys above, 
And bid farewell to all below. 

5 There shall my raptured spirit raise 

Still louder notes than angels sing, — 
High glories to Immanuel's grace. 
My God, my Saviour, and my King ! 



1173 Death of the Righteous. L. M. 

1 How blest the righteous when he dies, — 

When sinks a weary soul to rest ! 
How mildly beam the closing eyes ! 

How gently heaves the expiring breast ! 

2 So fades a summer-cloud away ; 

So sinks the gale when storms are o'er ; 
So gently shuts the eye of day 5 
So dies a wave along the shore. 

3 A holy quiet reigns around, — 

A calm which life nor death destroys ; 
Nothing disturbs that peace profound, 
Which his unfettered soul enjoys. 

4 Farewell, conflicting hopes and fears ! 

Where lights and shades alternate dwell ; 
How bright the unchanging morn appears ! 
Farewell, inconstant world ! farewell ! 

5 Life's duty done, as sinks the clay, 

Light from its load the spirit flies ; 
While heaven and earth combine to say, — 
" How blest the righteous when he dies ! " 

1174 "Asleep in Jesus." L. M. 

1 Asleep in Jesus ! blessed sleep ! 
From which none ever wake to weep ; 
A calm and undisturbed repose, 
Unbroken by the last of foes. 

2 Asleep in Jesus ! oh, how sweet 
To be for such a slumber meet ! 
With holy confidence to sing 

That death hath lost its venomed sting ! 

3 Asleep in Jesus ! peaceful rest ! 
Whose waking is supremely blest ; 
No fear— no woe, shall dim the hour 
That manifests the Saviour's power. 

4 Asleep in Jesus ! oh, for me 
May such a blissful refuge be : 
Securely shall my ashes lie, 

And wait the summons from on high, 

5 Asleep in Jesus ! far from thee 

Thy kindred and their graves may be : 
But thine is still a blessed sleep 
From which none ever wake to weep, 

1175 A dying believer. L. M. 

1 The- hour of my departure's come ; 

I hear the voice that calls me home ; 
At last, O Lord ! let trouble cease, 
And let thy servant die in peace. 

2 Not in mine innocence I trust ; 
I bow before thee in the dust ; 

And through my Saviour's blood alone 
I look for mercy at thy throne. 



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3 I leave the world without a tear, 
Save for the friends I held so dear ; 
To heal their sorrows, Lord ! descend, 
And to the friendless prove a Friend. 

4 I come, I come, at thy command ; 
I give mv spirit to thy hand ; 
Stretch forth thine everlasting arms, 
And shield me in the last alarms. 

5 The hour of my departure's come ; 

I hear the voice that calls me home ; 
Now, O my God ! let trouble cease ; 
Now let thy servant die in peace. 

1176 Death of an Infant. L. M. 

1 So fades the lovely, blooming flower,— 
Frail smiling solace of an hour ! 

So soon our transient comforts fly, 
And pleasure only blooms to die. 

2 Is there no kind, no lenient art, 
To heal the anguish of the heart ? 
Spirit of grace ! be ever nigh, 
Thy comforts are not made to die. 

3 Thy powerful aid supports the soul, 
And nature owns thy kind control ; 
While we peruse the sacred page, 
Our fiercest griefs resign their rage. 

4 Then gentle patience smiles on pain, 
And dying hope revives again ; 

Hope wipes the tear from sorrow's eye, 
And faith points upward to the sk}^. 

1177 "We are confident r CM. 

1 Why do we mourn departing friends, 

Or shake at death's alarms? 
'Tis but the voice that Jesus sends, 
To call them to his arms. 

2 Are we not tending upward, too, 

As fast as time can move ? 
Nor would we wish the hours more slow. 
To keep us from our love. 

3 Why should we tremble to convey 

Their bodies to the tomb ? 
There the dear flesh of Jesus la}*, 
And scattered all the gloom. 

4 The graves of all the saints be blessed, 

And softened every bed ; 
Where should the dying members rest, 
But with the dying Head ! 

5 Thence he arose, ascending high, 

And showed our feet the way ; 
Up to the Lord we, too, shall fly, 
At the great rising day. 



6 Then let the last loud trumpet sound, 
And bid our kindred rise ; 
Awake ! ye nations under ground ; 
Ye saints ! ascend the skies. 

1178 1 1 To die is ga in. 11 C M. 

1 Why should our tears in sorrow flow, 

When God recalls his own ; 
And bids them leave a world of woe 
For an immortal crown? 

2 Is not ev'n death a gain to those 

Whose life to God was given ! 
Gladly to earth their eyes they close, 
To open them in heaven. 

3 Their toils are past, their work is done, 

And they are fully blest : 
They fought the fight, the victory won, 
And entered into rest. 

4 Then let our sorrows cease to flow, — 

God has recalled his own ; 
And let our hearts in every woe, 
Still say— " Thy will be done ! " 

1179 y b 3:17-20. CM. 

1 How still and peaceful is the grave ! 

Where, life's vain tumults past, 
The appointed house, by heaven's decree, 
Receives us all at last. 

2 The wicked there from troubling cease ; 

Their passions rage no more ; 
And there the weary pilgrim rests 
From all the toils he bore. 

3 There servants, masters, small and great, 

Partake the same repose ; 
And there, in peace, the ashes mix 
Of those who once were foes. 

4 All, leveled by the hand of death, 

Lie sleeping in the tomb, 
Till God in judgment calls them forth, 
To meet their final doom. 

1180 " Where is thy sting? " C M . 
i Oh, for an overcoming faith. 

To cheer my dying hours ; 
To triumph o'er approaching death, 
And all his frightful powers ! 

' 2 Jo}-ful, with all the strength I have, 
My quivering lips should sing, — 
11 Where is thy boasted victory, grave ; 
And where, O death, thy sting ? " 

3 Now to the God of victory 
Immortal thanks be paid ; — 
Who makes us conquerors, while we die, 
Through Christ, our living Head ! 



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1181 "I shall go to him." CM. 

1 Thro' sorrow's night, and danger's path, 

Amid the deepening gloom, 
We, followers of our^surfering Lord, 
Are inarching to the tomb. 

2 There, when the turmoil is no more. 

And all our powers decay, 
Our cold remains in solitude 
Shall sleep the years away. 

3 Our labors done, securely laid 

In this" our last retreat, 
Unheeded o'er our silent dust 
The storms of earth shall beat. 

4 Yet not thus buried or extinct, 

The vital spark shall lie : 
For o'er life's wreck that spark shall rise 
To seek its kindred sky. 

5 These ashes, too, this little dust, 

Our Father's care shall keep, 
Till the last angel rise and break 
The long and dreary sleep. 

6 Then love's soft dew o'er every eye 

Shall shed its mildest rays, 
And the long-silent voice awake 
With shouts of endless praise. 

1182 Resurrection sure. C. M. 

1 When downward to the darksome tomb 

I thoughtful turn my eyes, 
Frail nature trembles at the gloom, 
And anxious fears arise. 

2 Why shrinks my soul ? — in death's embrace 

Once Jesus captive slept : 
And angels, hovering o'er the place, 
His lowly pillow kept. 

3 Thus shall they guard my sleeping dust, 

And, as the Saviour rose, 
The grave again shall yield her trust, 
And end my deep repose. 

4 My Lord, before to glory gone, 

Shall bid me come away ; 
And calm and bright shall break the dawn 
Of heaven's eternal day. 

5 Then let my faith each fear dispel, 

And gild with light the grave ; 
To him my loftiest praises swell, 
Who died from death to save. 



1183 ''''For ever.^ 

1 " For ever with the Lord I " 
So, Jesus ! let it be ; 
Life from the dead is in that word j 
'Tis immortality. 

II 



S. M. 



j 2 Here, in the body pent, 

Absent from thee I roam : 
Yet nightly pitch my moving tent 
A day's march nearer home. 

3 My Father's house on high, 

Home of my soul ! how near, 
At times, to faith's aspiring eye, 
Thy golden gates appear ! 

4 11 For ever with the Lord ! " 

Father, if 'tis thy will, 
The promise of thy gracious word 
Ev n here to me fulfill. 

5 So, when my latest breath 

Shall rend the vail in twain, 
By death I shall escape from death, 
And life eternal gain. 

6 Knowing as I am known, 

How shall I love that word, 
And oft repeat before the throne, 
kk For ever with the Lord ! " 

1184 " The death of the righteous." S. M. 

1 Oh, for the death of those 

Who slumber in the Lord ! 
Oh, be like theirs my last repose, 
Like theirs my last reward I 

2 Their bodies in the ground, 

In silent hope may lie, 
Till the last trumpet's joyful sound 
Shall call them to the sky. 

3 Their ransomed spirits soar 

On wings of faith and love, 
To meet the Saviour they adore, 
And reign with him above. 

4 With us their names shall live 

Through long succeeding years, 
Embalmed with all our hearts can give, 
Our praises and our tears. 

1185 u Your fathers^ where are they f " S. M. 

1 How swift the torrent rolls, 

That bears us to the sea ! 
The tide which hurries thoughtless souls 
To vast eternity ! 

2 Our fathers, where are they, 

With all they called their own ? 
Their joys and griefs, and hopes and cares, 
And wealth and honor gone I 

3 God of our fathers, hear, 

Thou everlasting Friend ! 
While we, as on life's utmost verge, 
Our souls to thee commend. 



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4 Of all the pious dead 

May we the footsteps trace, 
Till with them, in the land of light. 
We dwell before thy face. 

1186 "Nearer." S. M. 

1 One sweetly solemn thought 

Comes to me o'er and o'er,— 
Nearer my home, to-day, am I 
Then e'er I've been before. 

2 Nearer my Father's house, 

Where many mansions be ; 
Nearer to-day the great white throne \ 
Nearer the crystal sea. 

3 Nearer the bound of life, 

Where burdens are laid down ; 
Nearer to leave the heavy cross ; 
Nearer to gain the crown. 

4 But, lying dark between, 

Winding down through the night, 
There rolls the deep and unknown stream 
That leads at last to light. 

5 Ev'n now, perchance, my feet 

Are slipping on the brink, 
And I, to-day, am nearer home, — 
Nearer than now I think. 

6 Father, perfect my trust ! 

Strengthen my power of faith ! 
Nor let me stand, at last, alone 
Upon the shore of death. 

1187 will wait." 11 S. M. 

1 A few more years shall roll, 

A few more seasons come . 
And we shall be with those that rest, 
Asleep within the tomb ; — 

2 A few more storms shall beat 

On this wild rocky shore ; 
And we shall be where tempests cease, 
And surges swell no more 

3 A few more struggles here 3 

A few more partings o'er, 
A few more toils, a few more tears, 
And we shall weep no more :— 

4 Then, O my Lord, prepare 

My soul for that blest day ; 
Oh, wash me in thy precious blood, 
And take my sins away ! 

1188 The Long Repose. S. M. 
i Rest for the toiling hand, 

Rest for the anxious brow, 
Rest for the weary way-worn feet, 
Rest from all labor now ! 



2 Soon shall the trump of God 

Give out the welcome sound, 
That shakes the silent chamber-walls, 
And breaks the turf-sealed ground. 

3 Ye dwellers in the dust. 

Awake ! come forth and sing ! 
Sharp has your frost of winter been, 
But bright shall be your spring. 

4 'Twas sown in darkness here, 

'Twill then be raised in power ; 
That which was sown an earthly seed 
Shall rise a heavenly flower. 

1189 " Where is thy victory ?" S. M , 

1 It is not death to die — 

To leave this weary road, 
And 'mid the brotherhood on high, 
To be at home with God. 

2 It is not death to close 

The eye long dimmed by tears, 
And wake, in glorious repose 
To spend eternal years. 

3 It is not death to bear 

The wrench that sets us free 
From dungeon chain, — to breathe the air 
Of boundless liberty. 

4 It is not death to fling 

Aside this sinful dust, 
And rise on strong exulting wing, 
To live among the just. 

5 Jesus, thou Prince of life ! 

Thy chosen cannot die ; 
Like thee, they conquer in the strife, 
To reign with thee on high. 

1190 Death of a Minister. S. M- 

1 Servant of God, well done ! 

Rest from thy loved employ ; 
The battle fought, the victory won, 
Enter thy Master's joy ! 

2 The voice at midnight came ; 

He started up to hear ; 
A mortal arrow pierced his frame ; 
He fell, but felt no fear. 

3 His spirit with a bound 

Left its encumbering clay : 
His tent, at sunrise, on the ground 
A darkened ruin lay. 

4 Soldier of Christ, well done ! 

Praise be thy new employ ; 
And, while eternal ages run, 
Rest in thy Saviour's joy. 



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1191 "A place for you." S. M. 

1 I have a home above, 

From sin and sorrow free ; 
A mansion which eternal love 
Designed and formed for me. 

2 My Father's gracious hand 

Has built this sweet abode ; 
From everlasting it was planned — 
My dwelling-place with God. 

3 My Saviour's precious blood 

Has made my title sure ; 
He passed thro' death's dark raging flood 
To make my rest secure. 

4 The Comforter is come, 

The earnest has been given ■ 
He leads me onward to the home 
Reserved for me in heaven. 

5 Loved ones are gone before, 

Whose pilgrim days are done ; 
I soon shall greet them on that shore 
Where partings are unknown. 

1192 "A rest."—Heb. V . 9. S - M - 

1 And is there, Lord, a rest 

For weary souls designed, 
Where not a care shall stir the breast, 
Or sorrow entrance find ? 

2 Is there a blissful home, 

Where kindred minds shall meet, 
And live, and love, nor ever roam 
From that serene retreat ? 

3 For ever blessed they, 

Whose joyful feet shall stand, 
While endless ages waste away, 
Amid that glorious land ! 

4 My soul would thither tend, 

While toilsome years are given ; 
Then let me, gracious God, ascend 
To sweet repose in heaven ! 

1193 "How long, O Lord!" S. M. 

1 The church has waited long 

Her absent Lord to see ; 
And still in loneliness she waits, 
A friendless stranger she. 

2 How long, O Lord our God, 

Holy and true and good, 
Wilt thou not judge thy suffering church, 
Her sighs and tears and blood? 

3 Saint after saint on earth 

Has lived and loved and died j 
And as they left us one by one, 
We laid them side by side. 



4 We laid them down to sleep, 

But not in hope forlorn ; 
We laid them but to ripen there, 
Till the last glorious morn. 

5 We long to hear thy voice, 

"To see thee face to face, 
To share thy crown and glory then. 
As now we share thy grace. 

6 Come, Lord, and wipe away 

The curse, the sin, the stain, 
And make this blighted world of ours 
Thine own fair world again. 

1194 The Pious Dead. S. M. 

1 For all thy saints, O God, 

Who strove in Christ to live, 
Who followed him, obeyed, adored, 
Our grateful hymn receive. 

2 For all thy saints, O God, 

Accept our thankful cry. 
Who counted Christ their great reward, 
And yearned for him to die. 

3 They all, in life and death, 

With him, their Lord, in view, 
Learned from thy Holy Spirit's breath 
To suffer and to do. 

4 For this thy name we bless, 

And humbly pray that we 
May follow them in holiness, 
And live and die in thee. 

1195 "Precious in the sight of the Lord." C. M. 

1 Behold the western evening light ! 

It melts in deepening gloom : 
So calmly Christians sink away, 
Descending to the tomb. 

2 The winds breathe low, the withering leaf 

Scarce whispers from the tree : 
So gently flows the parting breath, 
When good men cease to be. 

3 How beautiful on all the hills 

The crimson light is shed ! 
'Tis like the peace the Christian gives 
To mourners round his bed. 



4 How mildly on the wandering cloud 

The sunset beam is cast ! 
'Tis like the memory left behind 
When loved ones breathe their last. 

5 And now above the dews of night 

The rising star appears : 
So faith springs in the heart of those 
Whose eyes are bathed in tears. 



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6 But soon the morning's happier light 
Its glory shall restore, 
And eyelids that are sealed in death 
Shall wake to close no more. 

1196 "Number our days." C, M. 

1 Beneath our feet and o'er our head 

Is equal warning given ; 
Beneath us lie the'countless dead, 
Above us is the heaven ! 

2 Death rides on every passing breeze, 

And lurks in every flower ; 
Each season hath its own disease, 
Its peril every hour ! 

3 Our eves have seen the rosy light 

Of vouth's soft cheek decay ; 
And fate descend in sudden night 
On manhood's middle day. 

4 Our eves have seen the steps of age 

Halt feebly to the tomb ; 
And yet shall earth our hearts engage, 
And dreams of days to come ? 

5 Then, mortal, turn ! thy danger know ; 

Where'er thy foot can tread, 
The earth rings hollow from below, 
And warnsUiee of her dead ! 

6 Turn, mortal, turn ! thy soul apply 

To truths divinely given : 
The dead, who underneath thee lie, 
Shall live for hell or heaven ! 

1197 Christian Outlook. 1, 6. D. 

1 Rise, my soul, and stretch thy wings, 

Thv better portion trace ; 
Rise from transitory things 

Toward heaven, thy native place ; 
Sun and moon and stars decay. 

Time shall soon this earth remove ; 
Rise, my soul ! and haste away 

To seats prepared above. 

2 Rivers to the ocean run, 

Nor stay in all their course ; 
Fire, ascending, seeks the sun; 

Both speed them to their source ; 
So a soul, that's born of God, 

Pants to view his glorious face, 
Upward tends to his abode, 

To rest in his embrace. 

3 Cease, ye pilgrims ! cease to mourn, 

Press' onward to the prize ; 
Soon our Saviour will return 

Triumphant in the skies ! 
Yet a season, and you know 

Happy entrance will be given ; 
All our sorrows left below, 

And earth exchanged for heaven. 



1198 "Our earthly house." 1 , 6. D. 

1 Time is winging us away 

To our eternal home ; 
Life is but a winter's da}- — 

A journey to the tomb ; 
Youth aud vigor soon will flee, 

Blooming beauty lose its charms j 
All that's mortal soon shall be 

Enclosed in death's cold arms. 

2 Time is winging us away 

To our eternal home ; 
Life is but a winter's day — 

A journey to the tomb' ; 
But the Christian shall enjoy 

Health and beauty, soon, above, 
Far beyond the world's alloy, 

Secure in Jesus' love. 

1199 "Ye shall live also." P.M. 

1 Jesus lives ! no longer now 

Can thy terrors. Death, appall me ; 
Jesus lives ! and well I know, 

From the dead he will recall me ; 
Better life will then commence, 
This shall be my confidence. 

2 Jesus lives ! to him the throne 

Over all the world is given ; 
I shall go where he is g'bne, 

Live and reign with him in heaven : 
God is pledged ; weak doubtings, hence ! 
This shall be my confidence ! 

3 Jesus lives ! I know full well, 

Naught from him my heart can sever ! 
Life nor death, nor powers of hell, 

Joy nor grief, henceforth, for ever : 
God will power and grace dispense, 
This shall be my confidence. 

4 Jesus lives ! henceforth is death 

Entrance into life immortal ; 
Calmly I can yield my breath, 

Fea'rless tread the frowning portal ; 
Lord, when faileth flesh and sense, 
Thou wilt be my confidence ! 

1200 -Death of an infant. P.M. 

1 Tender Shepherd, thou hast stilled 

Xow thy little lamb's brief weeping ; 
Ah, how peaceful, pale, and mild 
In its narrow bed 'tis sleeping, 
| And no sigh of anguish sore 
Heaves that little bosom more. 

2 In this world of care and pain, 

Lord, thou wouldst no longer leave it ; 
To the sunnv heavenly plain 

Thou dost now with joy receive it : 
Clothed in robes of spotless white, 
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3 Ah, Lord Jesus, grant that we 

Where it lives may soon be living', 
And the lovely pastures see 

That its heavenly food are giving j 
Then the gain of death we prove, 
Though tnou take wnat most we love. 

1201 Comfort.— Ps. 116 : 15. 8, 7. 

1 Cease, ye mourners, cease to languish 

O'er the grave of those you love j 
Pain and death, and night and anguish 
Enter not the world above. 

2 While our silent steps are straying 

Lonely through night's deepening shade, 
Glory's brightest beams are playing 
Round the happy Christian's head. 

3 Light and peace at once deriving 

From the hand of God most high, 
In his glorious presence living, 
They shall never, never die. 

4 Now, ye mourners, cease to languish 

O'er the grave of those you love ; 
Far removed from pain and anguish, 
They are chanting hymns above. 

1202 "Abide with us." 8,7. 

1 Tarry with me, O my Saviour ! 

For the day is passing by ; 
See ! the shades of evening gather, 
And the night is drawing nigh. 

2 Deeper, deeper grow the shadows, 

Paler now'the glowing west, 
Swift the night ot death advances • 
Snail it be the night of rest? 

3 Lonely seems the vale of shadow ; 

Sinks my heart with troubled fear ; 
Give me iaith for clearer vision, 
Speak thou, Lord, in words of cheer. 

4 Let me hear thy voice behind me, 

Calming all these wild alarms ; 
Let me, underneath my weakness, 
Feel the everlasting arms. 

5 Feeble, trembling, fainting, dying, 

Lord, I cast myself on thee ; 
Tarry with me through the darkness j 
Wnile I sleep, still watch by me. 

6 Tarry with me, O my Saviour ! 

Lay my head upon thy breast 
Till the morning j then aw T ake me— 
Morning of eternal rest ! 

1203 u Thy will be done." o, J. 
1 Jesus, while our hearts are bleeding 

O'er the spoils that death has won, 
We would at this solemn meeting, 
Calmly say —thy will be done. 



2 Though cast down, we're not forsaken ; 

Though afflicted, not alone ; 
Thou didst give, and thou hast taken ■ 
Blessed Lord, — thy will be done. 

3 Though to-day we're filled with mourning, 

Mercy still is on the throne ; 
With thy smiles of love returning, 
We can sing — thy will be done. 

4 By thy hands the boon was given, 

Thou hast taken but thine ow T rr: 
Lord of earth, and God of heaven, 
Evermore, — thy will be done ! 

1204 Heaven alone unfading. L. M. 

1 How vain is all beneath the skies ! 

How transient every earthly bliss ! 
How slender all the fondest ties 
That bind us to a world like this ! 

2 The evening-cloud, the morning-dew, 

The withering grass, the fading flower, 
Of earthly hopes are emblems true, — 
The glory of a passing hour. 

3 But, though earth's fairest blossoms die, 

And all beneath the skies is vain, 
There is a land whose confines lie 
Beyond the reach of care and pain. 

4 Then let the hope of joys to come 

Dispel our cares, and- chase our fears : 
If God be ours, we're traveling home, 
Though passing through a vale of tears. 

1205 Burial of Believers. L. M. 

1 Unvail thy bosom, faithful tomb ! 

Take this new treasure to thy trust, 
And give these sacred relics room 
To seek a slumber in the dust. 

2 Nor pain, nor grief, nor anxious fear, 

Invade thy bounds ; — no mortal woes 
Can reach the peaceful sleeper here, 
While angels watch the soft repose. 

3 So Jesus slept ; God's dying Son 

Passed through the grave and blessed the 
bed! 

Rest here, blest saint ! — till, from his throne, 
The morning break, and pierce the shade. 

4 Break from his throne, illustrious morn ! 

Attend, O earth ! his sovereign word ; 
Restore thy trust ; — a glorious form 
Shall then arise to meet the Lord. 

1206 "What is your life ? " 8, J, J. 
1 What is life ? 'tis but a vapor, 

Soon it vanishes away. 
Life is but a dying taper— 

O my soul, why wish to stay ? 
W T hy not spread thy wings and fly 
Straight to yonder world of joy ? 



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2 See that glory, how resplendent ! 

Brighter far than fancy paints ; 
There, in majesty transcendent, 
Jesus reigns the King of saints. 
Why not spread, etc. 

3 Joyful crowds his throne surrounding, 

Sing with rapture of his love ; 
Through the heavens his praise resounding, 
Filling all the courts above. 
WhV not spread, etc. 

4 Go. and share his people's glory, 

'Midst the ransomed crowd appear ; 
Thine a joyful wondrous story, 
One that angels love to hear. 
Why not spread, etc. 

1207 The Great Tribunal. C. P. M. 

1 When thou, my righteous Judge, shalt come 
To take thy ransomed people home, 

Shall I among them stand ? 
Shall such a worthless worm as I, 
Who sometimes am afraid to die, 

Be found at thy right hand ? 

2 I love to meet thy people now, 
Before thy feet with them to bow, 

Though vilest of them all ; 
But, can I bear the piercing thought, . 
What if my name should be left out, 

When thou for them shalt call ? 

3 O Lord, prevent it by thy grace, 
Be thou my only hiding-place, 

In this the accepted day ; 
Thy pardoning voice, oh, let me hear, 
To still my unbelieving fear, 

Nor let me fall, I pray. 

4 Among the saints let me be found, 
Whene'er the archangel's trump shall sound, 

To see thy smiling face ; 
Then loudest of the throng I'll sing, 
While heaven's resounding mansions ring 

With shouts of sovereign grace. 

1208 11 The Day of the Lord. 11 L. M. 

1 The day of wrath ! that dreadful day, 
When heaven and earth shall pass away ! 
What power shall be the sinner's stay? 
How shall he meet that dreadful day ? — 

2 When, shriveling like a parched scroll, 
The flaming heavens together roll, 
And louder yet, and yet more dread, 
Swells the high trump that wakes the dead ! 

3 Oh, on that day, that wrathful day, 
When man to judgment wakes from clay, 
Be thou, O Christ, the sinner's stay. 
Though heaven and earth shall pass away. 



1209 The Lord coming. L. M. 

1 The Lord shall come ! the earth shall quake : 
The mountains to their centre shake ; 

And withering from the vault of night, 
The stars withdraw their feeble lignt. 

2 The Lord shall come ! but not the same 
As once in lowly form he came, — 

A silent Lamb before his foes, 
A weary man, and full of woes. 

3 The Lord shall come ! a dreadful form, 
With wreath of flame, and robe of storm, 
On cherub-wings, and wings of wind, 
Anointed Judge of human kind ! 

4 While sinners in despair shall call, 

" Rocks, hide us ! mountains, on us fall ! " 
The saints, ascending from the tomb, 
Shall sing for joy, " The Lord is come ! " 

1210 The judgment. P. M. 

1 Great God, what do I see and hear ! 

The end of things created ! 
The Judge of man I see appear, 

On clouds of glory seated ; 
The trumpet sounds ; the graves restore 
The dead which they contained before ; 

Prepare, my soul, to meet him. 

2 The dead in Christ shall first arise, 

At the last trumpet's sounding, 
Caught up to meet him in the skies, 

With joy their Lord surrounding ; 
No gloomy fears their souls dismay, 
His presence sheds eternal day 

On those prepared to meet him. 

3 But sinners, filled with guilty fears, 

Behold his wrath prevailing ; 
For they shall rise, and find their tears 

And sighs are unavailing : 
The day ot grace is past and gone ; 
Trembling they stand before the throne, 

All unprepared to meet him. 

4 Great God ! what do I see and hear ! 

The end of things created ! 
The Judge of man I see appear, 

On clouds of glory seated : 
Beneath his cross I view the day 
When heaven and earth shall pass away. 

And thus prepare to meet him. 

1211 "i n t thine hand. 11 P. M 
1 When my last hour is close at hand. 

My last sad journey taken, 
Do thou, Lord Jesus ! by me stand ; 

Let me not be forsaken : 
O Lord ! my spirit I resign 
Into thy loving hands divine ; 

'Tis safe within thy keeping. 



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2 Countless as sands upon the shore, 
My sins may then appall me ; 
Yet, though my conscience vex me sore, 

Despair^shall not enthrall me ; 
For as I draw my latest breath, 
I'll think, Lord Christ ! upon thy death, 
And there find consolation. 



3 I shall not in the grave remain, 

Since thou death's bonds hast severed : 
By hope with thee to rise again 

"From fear of death delivered, 
I'll come to thee, where'er thou art, 
Live with thee, from thee never part j 

Therefore I die in rapture. 

4 And so to Jesus Christ I'll go, 

My longing arms extending ; 
So fall asleep, in slumber deep, 

Slumber that knows no ending ; 
Till Jesus Christ, God's only Son, 
Opens the gates of bliss, leads on 

To heaven, to life eternal. 



1212 Christ coming to Judgment. P.M. 

1 The trumpet sounds ! — the day has come ! 

In glory Christ revealing ; 
To men the day of final doom — 

Their state for ever sealing : 
He comes ! — the Son of Man is here, 
Borne on a cloud, see him appear 

Arrayed in robes of judgmenc ! 

2 He speaks ! — the listening skies are still ; 

All eyes on Jesus centre, 
While awe and dread the bosom fill : — 

u Come ye your kingdom enter ! " — ' 
He says to those who mercy sought : 
And then, — to all who prized it not, — 

" Depart from me, ye cursed ! " 

3 The blissful saints ascend on high, 

Clothed with the light of heaven ; 
Their Saviour leads them thro' the sky j— 

What burst of joy is given ! 
For now they see, with raptured eyes, 
That faith and love receive the prize, 

Through grace rich, free, abounding. 



4 And see ! — they take the mansions bright, 
Where God prepared their dwelling 
Like angels now ; — and, to their sight, 

Their joys are onward swelling ; 
They knew in part, — now, all is clear : 
Nor doubt, nor sorrow enters here, 
To break their bliss unceasing. 



1213 u They shall look on him." 0> 7» 4« 

1 See the eternal Judge descending 

View him seated on his throne ! 
Now, poor sinner, now lamenting, 
Stand and hear thine awful doom ; 

Trumpets call thee, 
Stand and hear thine awful doom 

2 Hear the cries he now is venting, 

Filled with dread of fiercer pain ; 
While in anguish thus lamenting 
That he ne'er was born again — 

Greatly mourning 
That he ne'er was Dorn again. 

3 " Yonder sits my slighted Saviour, 

With the marks of dying love ; 
Oh, that I had sought his favor 
When I felt his Spirit move — 

Golden moments, 
When I felt his Spirit move ! " 

1214 The Judge coming. 8, 7> 4» 

1 Lo ! he cometh, — countless trumpets 

Wake to life the slumbering dead ; 
'Mid ten thousand saints and angels, 
See their great exalted Head : 

Hallelujah — 
Welcome, welcome, Son of God ! 

2 Full of joyful expectation, 

Saints behold the Judge appear : 
Truth and justice go before him — 
Now the joyful sentence hear ; 

Hallelujah !— 
Welcome, welcome, Judge divine ! 

3 u Come, ye blessed of my Father ! 

Enter into life and joy ; 
Banish all your fears and sorrows ; 
Endless praise be your employ ; 

Hallelujah ! — 
Welcome, welcome to the skies I " 

1215 sl, Lo / he comes ! " 8, 7,4 

1 Lo ! he comes with clouds descending, 

Once for favored sinners slain ! 
Thousand thousand saints attending, 
Swell the triumph of his train ! 

Hallelujah ! 
Jesus comes, and comes to reign. 

2 Every eye shall now behold him, 

Robed in dreadful majesty ! 
Those who set at naught and sold him, 
_ Pierced and nailed him to the tree, 
Deeply wailing, 
Shall the true Messiah see ! 



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3 Lo ! the last long separation, 

As the cleaving crowds divide, 
And one dread adjudication 
Sends each soul to either side ! 

Lord of mercy ! 
How shall I that day abide ? 

4 Yea, Amen! let all adore thee, 

High on thine eternal throne ! 
Saviour, take the power and glory ; 
Make thy righteous sentence known ! 

Men and angels 
Kneel and bow to thee alone ! 

1216 11 Day of iv o riders" o, 7i 4- 

1 Day of judgment ! day of wonders ! 

Hark ! the trumpet's awful sound, 
Louder than a thousand thunders, 
Shakes the vast creation round : 

How the summons 
Will the sinner's heart confound ! 

2 See the Judge, our nature wearing, 

Clothed in majesty divine ! 
You, who long for his appearing, 
Then shall say, ;t This God is mine ! " 

Gracious Saviour ! 
Own me in that day for thine. 

3 At his call, the dead awaken, 

Rise to life from earth and sea ; 
All the powers of nature, shaken 
By his looks, prepare to flee : 

Careless sinner ! 
"What will then become of thee ? 

4 But to those who have confessed, 

Loved and served the Lord below, 
He will say, — lt Come near, ye blessed ! 
See the kingdom I bestow ; 

You for ever 
Shall my love and glory know." 

1217 '"''The mighty God." S, 7j 4- 

1 Lo ! the mighty God appearing — 

From on nigh Jehovah speaks ! 
Eastern lands the summons hearing-, 
O'er^the west his thunder breaks : 

narth beholds him : 
Universal nature shakes. 

2 Zion all its light unfolding, 

God in glory shall display : 
Lo ! he comes, — nor silence holding, 
Fire and clouds prepare his way : 

Tempests round him 
Hasten on the dreadful day. 

3 To the heavens his voice ascending, 

To the earth beneath he cries — 
ik Souls immortal now descending, 
Let the sleeping dust arise ! 

Rise to judgment ; 
Let my throne adorn the skies. 



4 " Gather first my saints around me, 

Those who to my covenant stood ; 
Those who humbly sought and found me, 
Through the dying Saviour's blood : 

Blest Redeemer ! 
Choicest sacrifice to God ! " 

5 Now the heavens on high adore him, 

And his righteousness declare : 
Sinners perish from before him, 
But his saints his mercies share : 

Just his judgment ! 
God, himself the Judge, is there. 



1218 " Your descending King." C. M 

1 Lo ! what glorious sight appears, 

To our believing eyes ! 
The earth and seas are passed away, 
And the old rolling skies. 

2 From the third heaven where God resides— 

That holy, happy place, — 
The New Jerusalem comes down, 
Adorned with shining grace. 

3 Attending angels shout for joy, 

And the bright armies sing, : — 
11 Mortals ! behold the sacred seat 
Of your descending King : — 

4 11 The God of glory, down to men, 

Removes his blest abode ; 
Men, the dear objects of his grace, 
And he their loving God : — 

5 kt His own soft hand shall wipe the tears 

From every weeping eye ; 
And pains, and groans, and griefs, and fears, 
And death itself shall die ! " 

6 How long, dear Saviour ! oh, how long 

Shall this bright hour delay ? 
Fly swifter round, ye wheels of time ! 
And bring the welcome day. 

1219 Messiah's Reign. C. M. 

1 Behold, the mountain of the Lord 

In latter days shall rise 
On mountain tops, above the hills, 
And draw the wondering eyes. 

2 To this the joyful nations round, 

All tribes and tongues, shall flow • 
Up to the hill of God, they'll say, 
And to his house we'll go. 

3 The beam that shines from Zion's hill 

Shall lighten every land : 
The King who reigns in Salem's towers 
Shall all the world command. 



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4 No strife shall vex Messiah's reign, 
Or mar the peaceful years ; 
To ploughshares men shall beat their swords. 
To pruning-hooks their spears. 

1220 " Come, blessed Lord!" CM. 

1 Light of the lonely pilgrim's heart ! 

Star of the coining day ! 
Arise, and with thy morning beams 
Chase all our griefs away. 

2 Come, blessed Lord ! let every shore 

And answering island sing 
The praises of thy royal name, 
And own thee as their King. 

3 Jesus ! thy fair creation groans, 

The air, the earth, the sea, 
In unison with all our hearts, 
And calls aloud for thee. 

4 Thine was the cross, with all its fruits 

Of grace and peace divine ; 
Be thine the crown of glory now, 
The palm of victory thine. 

1221 "The Lamb's Wife CM. 

1 Bride of the Lamb, awake, awake ! 

Why sleep for sorrow now ? 
The hope of glory, Christ, is thine, 
A child of glory thou. 

2 Thy spirit, through the lonely night, 

From earthly joy apart, 
Hath sighed for one that's far aw r ay, — 
The Bridegroom of thy heart. 

3 But see ! the night is waning fast, 

The breaking morn is near • 
And Jesus comes, with voice of love, 
Thy drooping heart to cheer. 

4 Then weep no more ; 'tis all thine own, 

His crown, his joy divine ; 
And, sweeter far than all beside, 
He, he himself is thine ! 

1222 "Behold, I come quickly." C. M. 

1 Soon will the heavenly Bridegroom come ; 

Ye wedding-guests draw near, 
And slumber not in sin, when he, 
The Son of God, is here ! 

2 Come, let us haste to meet our Lord, 

A nd hail him with delight ; 
Who saved us by his precious blood, 
And sorrows infinite ! 

3 Beside him all the patriarchs old, 

And holy prophets stand ; 
The glorious apostolic choir, 
And noble martyr band. 

II* 



4 As brethren dear they welcome us, 

And lead us to the throne, 
Where angels bow their vailed heads, 
Before the Three in One ;— 

5 Where we, with all the saints of God, 

A white-robed multitude, 
Shall praise the ascended Lord, who deigns 
To bear our flesh and blood ! 

6 Our lot shall be for aye to share 

His reign of peace above : 
And drink, with unexhausted joy, 
The river of his love. 

1223 u Come, Lord Jesus / " CM. 

1 Hope of our hearts, O Lord, appear, 

Thou glorious Star of day ! 
Shine forth, and chase the dreary night, 
With all our tears, away. 

2 No resting-place we seek on earth, 

No loveliness we see ; 
Our eye is on the royal crown, 
Prepared for us and thee. 

3 But, dearest Lord, however bright 

That crown of joy above, 
What is it to the brighter hope 
Of dwelling in thy love ? 

4 What to the joy, the deeper joy, 

Unmingled, pure, and free, 
Of union with our living Head, 
Of fellowship with thee ? 

1224 "Be ye also ready." CM. 

1 There is an hour when I must part 

With all I hold most dear ; 
And life, with its best hopes, will then 
As nothingness appear. 

2 There is an hour when I must sink 

Beneath the stroke of death ; 
And yield to him who gave it first, 
My struggling vital breath. 

3 There is an hour when I must stand, 

Before the judgment-seat ; 
And all my sins, and all my foes, 
In awful vision meet. 

4 There is an hour when I must look 

On one eternity ; 
And nameless woe, or blissful life, 
My endless portion be. 

5 O Saviour, then, in all my need 

Be near, be near to me : 
And let my soul, by steadfast faith, 
Find life and heaven in thee, 



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1225 "That awful Day." CM. 

1 That awful day will surely come, 

The appointed hour make haste, 
When I must stand before my Judge 
And pass the solemn test. 

2 Thou lovely Chief of all my joys, 

Thou Sovereign of my heart ! 
How could I bear to hear thy voice 
Pronounce the sound, ki Depart ! " 

3 Oh, wretched state of deep despair ! 

To see my God remove, — 
And fix my doleful station where 
I must not taste his love ! 

4 Jesus, I throw my arms around, 

And hang upon thy breast : 
Without a gracious smile from thee, 
My spirit cannot rest. 

5 Oh, tell me that my worthless name 

Is graven on thy hands ! 
Show me some promise in thy book, 
Where my salvation stands. 

6 Give me one kind, assuring word, 

To sink my fears again ; 
And cheerfully my soul shall wait 
Her three score years and ten. 

1226 The Solemn Test. C M. 

1 When, rising from the bed of death, 

O'erwhelmed with guilt and fear, 
I see my Maker face to face, — 
Oh, how shall I appear ? 

2 If yet, while pardon may be found, 

And mercy may be sought, 
My heart with inward horror shrinks, 
And trembles at the thought • — 

3 When thou, O Lord ! shalt stand disclosed 

In majesty severe, 
And sit in judgment on my soul, 
Oh, how shall I appear? 

1227 "Let me go over /" C. M. 

1 On Jordan's rugged banks I stand, 

And cast a wishful eye 
To Canaan's fair and happy land, 
Where my possessions lie. 

2 Oh, the transporting, rapturous scene, 

That rises to my sight ! 
Sweet fields arrayed in living green, 
And rivers of delight ! 

3 O'er all those wide extended plains 

Shines one eternal day ; 
There God, the sun, for ever reigns, 
And scatters night away. 



4 No chilling winds, or poisonous breath, 

Can reach that healthful shore ; 
Sickness and sorrow, pain and death, 
Are felt and feared no more. 

5 When shall I reach that happy place, 

And be for ever blest ? 
When shall I see my Father's face, 
And in his bosom rest ? 

6 Filled with delight, my raptured soul 

Can here no longer stay ; 
Though Jordan's waves around me roll, 
Fearless I'd launch away. 

1228 Jesus exalted. C. M. 

1 Behold the glories of the Lamb, 

Amid his Father's throne , 
Prepare new honors for his name, 
And songs before unknown. 

2 Let elders worship at his feet, 

The church adore around, 
With vials full of odors sweet, 
And harps of sweeter sound. 

3 Now to the Lamb that once was slain, 

Be endless blessings paid ! 
Salvation, glory, joy remain 
For ever on thy head ! 

4 Thou hast redeemed our souls with blood, 

Hast set the prisoners free, 
Hast made us kings and priests to God, 
And we shall reign with thee. 

1229 "A building of God." C M. 

1 There is a house not made with hands, 

Eternal, and on high : 
And here my spirit waiting stands, 
Till God shall bid it fly. 

2 Shortly this prison of my clay 

Must be dissolved and fall ; 
Then, O my soul, with joy obey 
Thy heavenly Father s call. 

3 We walk by faith of joys to come j 

Faith lives upon his word ; 
But while the body is our home, 
We're absent from the Lord. 

4 'Tis pleasant to believe thy grace, 

But we had rather see ; 
We would be absent from the flesh, 
And present, Lord, with thee. 

1230 " The Lamb is the light." L. M. 
i Oh, for a sweet, inspiring ray, 

To animate our feeble strains, 
From the bright realms of endless day— 
The blissful realms where Jesus reigns ! 



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2 There, low before his glorious throne, 

Adoring saints and angels fall ; 
And, with delightful worship, own 
His smile their bliss, their heaven, their all. 

3 Immortal glories crown his head, 

While tuneful hallelujahs rise, 
And love and joy, and triumph spread 
Through all the assemblies of the skies. 

4 He smiles, — and seraphs tune their songs 

To boundless rapture, while they gaze ; 
Ten thousand thousand joyful tongues 
Resound his everlasting praise. 

5 There all the followers of the Lamb 

Shall join at last the heavenly choir : 
Oh, may the joy-inspiring theme 
Awake our faith and warm desire ! 

1231 " Eye hath not seen, ," L« M. 

1 Now let our souls, on wings sublime, 
Rise from the vanities of time, 
Draw back the parting vail, and see 
The glories of eternity. 

2 Born by a new celestial birth, 

Why should we grovel here on earth ? 
Why grasp at transitory toys, 
So near to heaven's eternal joys ? 

3 Should aught beguile us on the road, 
When we are walking back to God ? 
For strangers into life we come, 
And dying is but going home. 

4 Welcome, sweet hour of full discharge ! 
That sets our longing souls at large, 
Unbinds our chains, breaks up our cell. 
And gives us with our God to dwell. 

5 To dwell with God — to feel his love, 
Is the full heaven enjoyed above ; 
And the sweet expectation now 

Is the young dawn of heaven below. 

1232 " They shall see his face" L. M. 

1 Lo ! round the throne, a glorious band, 
The saints in countless myriads stand : 
Of every tongue redeemed of God, 
Arrayed in garments washed in blood. 

2 Through tribulation great they came ; 
They bore the cross, despised the shame ; 
But now from all their labors rest, 

In God's eternal glory blest. 

3 They see the Saviour face to face ; 
They sing the triumph of his grace ; 
And day and night, with ceaseless praise, 
To him their loud hosannas raise. 



4 Oh, may we tread the sacred road 
That holy saints and martyrs trod ; 
Wage to the end the glorious strife, 
And win, like them, a crown of life ! 

1233 The New Song. L. M 

1 Hark ! how the choral song of heaven 

Swells full of peace and joy above : 
Hard 1 how they strike their golden harps, 
And raise the tuneful notes of love. 

2 Jio anxious care, nor thrilling grief, 

No deep despair, nor gloomy woe 
They feel, when high their lofty strains 
In noblest, sweetest concord fJo,w. 

3 When shall we join the heavenly host, 

Who sing Immanuel's praise on high, 
And leave behind our doubts and fears, 
To swell the chorus of the sky ? 

4 Oh, come, thou rapture-bringing morn ! 

And usher in the joyful day ; 
We long to see thy rising sun 
Drive all these clouds of grief away. 

1234 ""A Restr—Heb. 4:9. L. M. 

1 Lord, thou wilt bring the joyful day ! 

Beyond earth's weariness and pains, 
Thou hast a mansion far away, 
W^here for thine own a rest"remains. 

2 No sun there climbs the morning sky, 

There never falls the shade of night, 
God and the Lamb, for ever nigh, 
O'er all shed everlasting light. 

3 The bow of mercy spans the throne, 

Emblem of love and goodness there ; 
While notes to mortals all unknown, 
Float on the calm celestial air. 

4 Around that throne bright legions stand, 

Redeemed by blood from sin and hell ; 
And shining forms, an angel band, 
The mighty chorus join to swell. 

5 O Jesus, bring us to that rest, 

Where all the ransomed shall be found, 
In thine eternal fullness blest, 
While ages roll their cycles round ! 

1235 ''''Many mansions.'''' L. M. 

1 Thy Father's house ! — thine own bright home! 

And thou hast there a place for me ! 
Though yet an exile here I roam, 
That distant home by faith I see. 

2 I see its domes resplendent glow, 

Where beams of God's own glory fall ; 
And trees of life immortal grow, 
Whose fruits o'erhang the sapphire wail. 



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3 I know that thou, who on the tree 

Didst deign our mortal guilt to bear, 
Wilt bring thine own to dwell with thee, 
And waitest to receive me there ! 

4 Thy love will there array my soul 

In thine own robe of spotless hue, 
And I shall gaze, while ages roll, 
On thee, with raptures ever new ! 

5 Oh, welcome day ! when thou my feet 

Shalt bring the shining threshold o'er ; 
A Father's warm embrace to meet, 
And dwell at home for evermore ! 

1236 "No more death." CM. 

1 There is an hour of peaceful rest, 

To mourning wanderers given ; 
There is a joy "for souls distressed, 
A balm for every wounded breast : 

'Tis found above — in heaven. 

2 There is a home for weary souls, 

By sin and sorrow driven, — 
When tossed on life's tempestuous shoals, 
Where storms arise, and ocean rolls, 

And all is drear — but heaven. 

3 There faith lifts up her cheerful eye 

To brighter prospects given ; 
And views the tempest passing by 
The evening shadows quickly fly, 

And all serene — in heaven. 

4 There fragrant flowers immortal bloom, 

And joys supreme are given ; 
There rays divine disperse the gloom ; 
Beyond the confines of the tomb 

Appears the dawn of heaven ! 

1237 "A great multitude: 1 CM. 

1 Give me the wings of faith, to rise 

Within the vail, and see 
The saints above, how great their joys, 
How bright their glories be. 

2 I ask them — whence their victory came ? 

They, with united breath, 
Ascribe their conquest to the Lamb, — 
Their triumph to his death. 

3 They marked the footsteps he had trod ; 

His zeal inspired their breast: 
And following their incarnate God, 
Possess the promised rest. 

4 Our glorious Leader claims our praise, 

For his own pattern given, — 
While the long cloud of witnesses 
Show the same path to heaven, 



1238 "Far better^— Phil, i : 23. C M. 

1 Father ! I long, I faint, to see 

The place of thine abode ; 
I'd leave thine earthly courts, and flee 
Up to thy seat, my God ! 

2 Here I behold thy distant face, 

And 'tis a pleasing sight ; 
But, to abide in thine embrace 
Is infinite delight ! 

3 I'd part with all the joys of sense, 

To gaze upon thy throne ; 
Pleasure springs fresh for ever thence, 
Unspeakable, unknown. 

4 There all the heavenly hosts are seen j 

In shining ranks they move ; 
And drink immortal vigor in, 
With wonder and with love. 

5 Father ! I long, I faint to see 

The place of thine abode ; 
I'd leave thine earthly courts to be 
For ever with my God ! 

1239 "Sow in tears." C M. 

1 There is an hour of hallowed peace, 

For those with cares oppressed, 
When sighs and sorrowing shall cease, 
And all be hushed to rest : — 

2 'Tis then the soul is freed from fears 

And doubts, which here annoy ; 
Then they, who oft have sown in tears, 
Shall reap again in joy. 

3 There is a home of sweet repose, 

Where storms assail no more ; 
The stream of endless pleasure flows, 
On that celestial shore. 

4 There, purity with love appears, 

And bliss without alloy ; 
There, they, who oft have sown in tears, 
Shall reap again in joy. 

1240 " Things not seen: 1 C M 

1 Oh, could our thoughts and wishes fly, 

Above these gloomy shades, 
To those bright worlds, beyond the sky, 
Which sorrow ne'er invades ! — 

2 There, joys, unseen b5^ mortal eyes 

Or reason's feeble ray, 
In ever-blooming prospects rise, 
L T nconscious of decay. 

3 Lord ! send a beam of light divine, 

To guide our upward aim ; 
With one reviving touch of thine, 
Our languid hearts inflame. 



HEAVEN. 



4 on, then, on faith s subiimest wing, 
Our ardent hopes shall rise 
To those bright scenes, where pleasures 
spring - 
Immortal in the skies. 

1241 The New Jerusalem. CM. 

1 O mother dear, Jerusalem, 

When shall I come to thee? 
When shall my sorrows have an end ? 
Thy joys when shall I see ? 

2 O happy harbor of God's saints ! 

O sweet and pleasant soil ! 
In thee no sorrow can be found, 
Nor grief, nor care, nor toil. 

3 No dimly cloud o'ershadows thee, 

Nor gloom, nor darksome night ; 
But every soul shines as the sun, 
For God himself gives light. 

4 Thy walls are made of precious stone. 

Thy bulwarks diamond-square, 
Thy gates are all of orient pearl — ■ 

God ! if I were there ! 

1242 Faith and the Future. C. M. 

1 Oh, for a faith that will not shrink 

Though pressed by every foe, 
That will not tremble on the brink 
Of any earthly woe ! — 

2 That will not murmur nor complain 

Beneath the chastening rod, 
But, in the hour of grief or pain, 
Will lean upon its God ; — 

3 A faith that shines more bright and clear 

When tempests rage without ; 
That, when in danger, knows no fear, 
In darkness, feels no doubt ; — 

4 Lord, give us such a faith as this, 

And then, whate'er may come, 
We'll taste, ev'n here, the hallowed bliss 
Of an eternal home. 

1243 The New Jerusalem. C. M. 

1 Jerusalem ! my happy home ! 

Name ever dear to me ! 
When shall my labors have an end, 
In joy, and peace, in thee ! 

2 Oh, when, thou city of my God, 

Shall I thy courts ascend, 
Where congregations ne'er break up, 
And Sabbaths have no end ? 

3 There happier bowers than Eden's bloom, 

Nor sin nor sorrow know : 
Blest seats ! thro' rude and stormy scenes, 

1 onward press to you. 



4 Why should I shrink at pain and woe ? 

Or feel, at death, dismay ? 
I've Canaan's goodly land in view, 
And realms of endless day. 

5 Apostles, martyrs, prophets there, 

Around my Saviour stand ; 
And soon my friends in Christ below, 
Will join the glorious band. 

6 Jerusalem ! my happy home ! 

My soul still pants for thee ; 
Then shall my labors have an end, 
When I thy joys shall see. 

1244 "Jordan's Strand." P. M. 

1 My days are gliding swiftly by, 

And I, a pilgrim stranger, 
Would not detain them as they fly 
Those hours of toil and danger. 
For oh, we stand on Jordan's strand, 

Our friends are passing over ; 
And just before, the Shining Shore 
We may almost discover ! 

2 We'll gird our loins, my brethren dear, 

Our heavenly home discerning ; 
Our absent Lord has left us word. 
Let every lamp be burning. — Ref. 

3 Should coming days be cold and dark, 

We need not cease our singing ; 
That perfect rest naught can molest, 
Where golden harps are ringing. — Ref. 

4 Let sorrow's rudest tempest blow, 

Each cord on earth to sever ; 
Our King says, Come, and there's our home, 
For ever, oh, for ever ! 
For oh, we stand on Jordan's strand, 

Our friends are passing over ; 
And just before, the Shining Shore 
We may almost discover ! 

1245 ''''Our conversation." C M. 

1 While thro' this changing world we roam 

From infancy to age, 
Heaven is the Christian pilgrim's home, 
His rest at every stage. 

2 From earth his freed affections rise, 

To fix on things above, 
Where all his hope of glory lies, 
Where all is perfect love. 

3 There, too, may we our treasure place — 

There let our" hearts be found ; 
That still, where sin abounded, grace 
May more and more abound. 

4 Henceforth, our conversation be 

With Christ before the throne ; 
Ere long we, eye to eye, shall see, 
And know as we are known. 



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1246 The Neuti Song. CM. 

1 Earth has engrossed my love too long ; 

'Tis time I lift mine eyes 
Upward, dear Father ! to thy throne, 
And to my native skies. 

2 There the blest man, my Saviour, sits ; 

The God ! how bright he shines ! 
And scatters infinite delights 
On all the happy minds. 

3 Seraphs, with elevated strains, 

Circle the throne around ; 
And move, and cnarm the starry plains, 
With an immortal sound. 

4 Jesus, the Lord, their harps employs ; 

Jesus, my love, they sing ; 
Jesus, the life of both our joys, 
Sounds sweet from every string. 

5 Now let me mount, and join their song, 

And be an angel too ; 
My heart ! my hand ! my ear ! my tongue ! 
Here's joyful work for you. 

6 I would begin the music here, 

And so my soul should rise ; — 
Oh, for some heavenly notes to bear 
My spirit to the skies. 

1247 u Where is he ? " C M. 

1 In vain our fancy strives to paint 

The moment after death, 
The glories that surround a saint 
When yielding up his breath. 

2 One gentle sigh the bondage breaks • 

We scarce can say — he's gone ! 
Before the willing spirit takes 
Its mansion near the throne. 

3 Thus much, and 'tis enough to know, 

Saints are completely blest ; 
Have done with sin, and care, and woe, 
And with their Saviour rest. 

4 On harps of gold they praise his name, 

And see him face to face ; 
Oh, let us catch the heavenly flame, 
And live in his embrace ! 

1248 "Go over this Jordan." C M. 

1 There is a land of pure delight, 

Where saints immortal reign ; 
Infinite day excludes the night, 
And pleasures banish pain. 

2 There everlasting spring abides, 

And never withering flowers ; 
Death, like a narrow sea, divides 
This heavenly land from ours. 



3 Sweet fields beyond the swelling flood 

Stand dressed in living green ; 
So to the Jews old Canaan stood, 
While Jordan rolled between. 

4 But timorous mortals start and shrink 

To cross this narrow sea ; 
And linger, shivering on the brink, 
And fear to launch away. 

5 Oh, could we make our doubts remove, 

Those gloomy doubts that rise, 
And see the Canaan that we love 
With unbeclouded eyes : — 

6 Could we but climb where Moses stood, 

And view the landscape o'er, 
Not Jordan's stream, nor death's cold flood, 
Should fright us from the shore. 

1249 "Holdfast." CM. 

1 The roseate hues of early dawn, 

The brightness of the day, 
The crimson of the sunset sky, 
How fast they fade away ! 

2 Oh, for the pearly gates of heaven ! 

Oh, for the golden floor ! 
Oh, for the Sun of Righteousness, 
That setteth nevermore ! 

3 The highest hopes we cherish here, 

How soon they tire and faint ! 
How many a spot defiles the robe 
That wraps an earthly saint ! 

4 Oh, for a heart that never sins ! 

Oh, for a soul washed white ! 
Oh, for a voice to praise our King, 
Nor weary day nor night ! 

5 Here faith is ours, and heavenly hope, 

And grace to lead us higher ; 
But there are perfectness and peace, 
Beyond our best desire. 

6 Oh, by thy love and anguish, Lord, 

And by "thy life laid down, 
Grpnt that we fall not from thy grace, 
Nor fail to reach our crown ! 

1250 " Who are these ? " — Rev. n : iq. 7. D. 

1 Who are these in bright array, 

This innumerable throng. 
Round the altar night and daj^ 

Hymning one triumphant song ? — 
" Worthy is the Lamb, once slain, 

Blessing, honor, glory, power, 
Wisdom, riches, to obtain, 

New dominion every hour." 

2 These through fiery trials trod ; 

These from great affliction came : 
Now, before the throne of God, 
Sealed with his almighty name, 



HEAVEN. 



Clad in raiment pure and white, 

Victor-palms in every hand, 
Through their dear Redeemer's might, 

More than conquerors they stand. 

3 Hunger, thirst, disease unknown, 

On immortal fruits they feed ; 
Them the Lamb, amid the throne, 

Shall to living fountains lead : 
Joy and gladness bani=h sighs • 

Perfect love dispel all fears • 
And for ever from their eyes 

God shall wipe away the tears. 

1251 A Pilgrim.— Heb. 11 : 13. P. M. 

1 I'm a pilgrim, and I'm a stranger ; 

I can tarry, I can tarry but a night ! 
Do not detain me, for I am going 
To w r here the fountains are ever flowing : 
I'm a pilgrim, etc. 

2 There the glory is ever shining ! 

Oh, my longing heart, my longing heart is 
there ! 

Here in this country so dark and dreary, 
I long have wandered forlorn and weary : 
I'm a pilgrim, etc. 

3 There's the city to which I journey ; 

My Redeemer, my Redeemer is its light ! 
There is no sorrow, nor any sighing, 
Nor any tears there, nor any dying ! 
I'm a pilgrim, etc. 

1252 "The holy city." P. M. 

1 We are on our journey home. 

Where Christ our Lord is gone ; 
We shall meet around his throne, 
When he makes his people one, 
In the new Jerusalem. 

2 We can see that distant home," 

Though clouds rise dark between ; 
Faith views the radiant dome, 
And a lustre flashes keen 
From the new Jerusalem. 

3 Oh, holy, heavenly home ! 

Oh, rest eternal there ! 
When shall the exiles come, 
Where they cease from earthly care, 
In the new Jerusalem ! 

4 Our hearts are breaking now 

Those mansions fair to see ; 
O Lord ! thy heavens bow, 
And raise us up with thee, 
To the new Jerusalem. 



1253 Heaven is my Home. 

1 I'm but a stranger here, 

Heaven is my home ; 
Earth is a desert drear, 

Heaven is my home ; 
Danger and sorrow stand 
Round me on every hand, 
Heaven is my Fatherland, 

Heaven is my home. 

2 What though the tempests rage, 

Heaven is my home ; 
Short is my pilgrimage, 

Heaven is my home ; 
And time's wild, wintry blast, 
Soon will be overpast, 
I shall reach home at last, 

Heaven is my home. 

3 Therefore I murmur not, 

Heaven is my home ; 
Whate'er my earthly lot, 

Heaven is my home ; 
And I shall surely stand, 
There, at my Lord's right hand, 
Heaven is ray Fatherland, 

Heaven is my home. 

1254 "A blessed Home." 

1 There is a blessed home 

Beyond this land of woe, 
Where trials never come, 

Nor tears of sorrow flow j 
Where faith is lost in sight, 

And patient hope is crowned, 
And everlasting light 

Its glory throws around. 

2 There is a land of peace, 

Good angels know it well ; 
Glad songs that never cease 

Within its portals swell ; 
Around its glorious throne 

Ten thousand saints adore 
Christ, with the Father, one, 

And Spirit, evermore. 

3 Oh, joy all joys beyond, 

To see the Lamb who died, 
And count each sacred wound 

In hands, and feet, and side ; 
To give to him the praise 

Of every triumph w^on, 
And sing through endless days 

The great things he hath done. 

4 Look up, ye saints of God, 

Nor fear to tread below 
The path your Saviour trod 
Of daily toil and woe 3 



6, 4. 



6. D. 



HEAVEN. 



Wait but a little while 

In uncomplaining love ; 
His own most gracious smile 

Shall welcome you above. 

1255 Rev. 21 : 23-27. 

1 There is no night in heaven ; 

In that blest world above 
Work brings no weariness, 

For work itself is love. 
There is no grief in heaven j 

For life is one glad da}? - , 
And tears are of those things 

Which all have passed away. 

2 There is no want in heaven • 

The Tree of Life supplies 
Its twelve-fold fruitage still, 

Life's spring which never dries. 
There is no sin in heaven ; 

Behold that blessed throng ! 
All holy is their robe, 

All holy is their song. 

3 There is no death in heaven ; 

For they who gain that shore 
Win immortality, 

And they can die no more. 
There is no death in heaven ; 

But when the Christian dies, 
The angels wait his soul, 

And waft it to the skies ! 

1256 "O Paradise." 

1 O Paradise, O Paradise, 

Who doth not crave for rest, 
Who would not seek the happy land 
Where they that loved are blest ? 
Where loyal hearts and true 
Stand ever in the light, 
All rapture through and through, 
In God's most holy sight. 

2 O Paradise, O Paradise, 

The world is growing old ; 
Who would not be at rest and free 
Where love is never cold ? 
Where loyal hearts and true, etc. 

3 O Paradise, O Paradise, 

'Tis weary waiting here ; 
I long to be where Jesus is, 
To feel, to see him near ; 

Where loyal hearts and true, etc. 

4 O Paradise, O Paradise, 

I want to sin no more, 
I want to be as pure on earth 
As on thy spotless shore • 

Where loyal hearts and true, etc. 



6. D. 



P. M. 



5 O Paradise, O Paradise, 

I greatly long to see 
The special place my dearest Lord 
In love prepares for me ; 
* Where loyal hearts and true, etc. 

6 Lord Jesus, King of Paradise, 

Oh, keep me in thy love, 
And guide me to that happy land 
Of perfect rest above ; 

Where loyal hearts and true, 
Stand ever in the light, 
All rapture through and through, 
In God's most holy sight. 

1257 11 The King in his beauty ." 8, *J. D. 

1 Time, thou speedest on but slowly, 

Hours, how tardy is your pace ! 
Ere with Him, the'high and holy, 

I hold converse face to face. 
Here is naught but care and mourning ; 

Comes a joy, it will not stay ; 
Fairly shines the sun at dawning, 

Night will soon o'ercloud the day. 

2 Onward then ! not long I wander 

Ere my Saviour comes for me, 
And with him abiding yonder, 

All his glory I shall see. 
Oh, the music and the singing 

Of the host redeemed by love ! 
Oh, the hallelujahs ringiug 

Through the halls oflight above ! 

1258 The Consummatio7t. 8, *}. D. 

1 Jesus, blessed Mediator ! 

Thou the airy path hast trod ; 
Thou the Judge, the Consummator ! 

Shepherd of the fold of God ! 
Can I trust a fellow-being ? 

Can I trust an angel's care ? 
O thou merciful All-seeing ! 

Beam around my spirit there. 

2 Blessed fold ! no foe can enter ; 

And no friend departeth thence ; 
Jesus is their sun, their centre, 

And their, shield Omnipotence ! 
Blessed, for the Lamb shall feed them, 

All their tears shall wipe away, 
To the living fountains lead them, 

Till fruition's perfect da}'. 

3 Lo ! it comes, that day of wonder ! 

Louder chorals shake the skies : 
Hades' gates are burst asunder ; 

See ! the new-clothed myriads rise ! 
Thought ! repress thy weak endeavor ; 

Here must reason prostrate fall ; 
Oh, the ineffable Forever ! 

And the eternal All in All ! 



HEAVEN. 



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1259 " This is not your rest. o> /• 

1 This is not my place of resting,— 

Mine's a city yet to come ; 
Onward to it 1 am hasting — 
On to my eternal home. 

2 In it all is light and glory ; 

O'er it shines a nightless day : 
Every trace of sin's sad story, 
All the curse, hath passed away. 

3 There the Lamb, our Shepherd, leads us 

By the streams of life along, — 
On the freshest pastures feeds us, 
Turns our signing into song. 

4 Soon we pass this desert dreary, 

Soon we bid farewell to pain ; 
Never more are sad or weary, 
Never, never sin again ! 

1260 "The sea of giass.^ O, 7- 

1 Hark ! the sound of holy voices 

Chanting at the crystal sea, 
Hallelujah, hallelujah, 
Hallelujah, Lord, to thee ! 

2 Multitudes, which none can number. 

Like the stars in glory stand. 
Clothed in white apparel, holding 
Palms of victory in their hands. 

3 They have come from tribulation, 

And have washed their robes in blood, 
Washed them in the blood of Jesus ; 
Tried they were and firm they stood. 

4 Mocked, imprisoned, stoned, tormented, 

Sawn asunder, slain with sword, 
They have conquered death and Satan 
By the might of Christ the Lord. 

5 Now they reign in heavenly glory, 

Now they walk in golden light , 
Now they drink, as from a river, 
Holy bliss and infinite. 

6 Love and peace they taste for ever, 

And all truth and knowledge see 
In the Beatific Vision 
Of the blessed Trinity ! 

1261 Beyond the river . 8, 7. 

1 Great Redeemer, Friend of sinners ! 

Thou hast wondrous power to save ; 
Grant me grace, and still protect me, 
Over life's tempestuous wave. 

2 May my soul, with sacred transport, 

View the dawn while yet afar ; 
And, until the sun arises, 
Lead me by the Morning Star. 



3 See the happy spirits, waiting 

On the banks beyond the stream j 
Sweet responses still repeating, — 
Jesus, Jesus is their theme. 

4 Swiftly roll, ye lingering hours, 

Seraphs, lend your glittering wings ; 
Love absorbs my ransomed powers, 
Heavenly sounds around me ring ! 

1262 The New Jerusalem, 7» 6. D. 

1 Jerusalem, the golden, 

With milk and honey blest ! 
Beneath thy contemplation 

Sink heart and voice oppressed : 
I know not, oh, I know not 

What social joys are there, 
What radiancy of glory, 

What light beyond compare. 

2 They stand, those halls of Zion, 

All jubilant with song, 
And bright with many an angel, 

And all the martyr throng ; 
The Prince is ever in them, 

The daylight is serene ; 
The pastures of the blessed 

Are decked in glorious sheen. 

3 There is the throne of David ; 

And there, from care released, 
The song of them that triumph, 

The shout of them that feast : 
And they who, with their Leader, 

Have conquered in the fight, 
For ever and for ever 

Are clad in robes of white. 

1263 "Short toil." 7, 6. D. 

1 Brief life is here our portion ; 

Brief sorrow, short-lived care ; 
The life, that knows no ending, 

The tearless life, is there : 
Oh, happy retribution ! 

Short toil, eternal rest ; 
For mortals, and for sinners, 

A mansion with the blest ! 

2 And there is David's fountain, 

And life in fullest glow ; 
And there the light is golden, 

And milk and honey flow ; 
The light, that hath no evening, 

The health, that hath no sore, 
The life, that hath no ending, 

But lasteth evermore. 

3 There Jesus shall embrace us, 

There Jesus be embraced,— 
That spirit's food and sunshine, 
Whence earthly love is chased : 



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Yes ! God, my King and Portion, 

In fullness of his grace, 
We then shall see for ever, 

And worship face to face. 

1264 "A Cityr—Heb. n : 14. 7i 6. D. 

1 Jerusalem, the glorious ! 

The glory of the elect,— 

dear and future vision 
That eager hearts expect ! 

Ev'n no\v by faith I see thee, 

Ev'n here thy walls discern ; 
To thee my thoughts are kindled, 

And strive, and pant, and yearn ! 

2 The Cross is all thy splendor, 

The Crucified, thy praise j 
His laud and benediction 

Thy ransomed people raise 
Jerusalem ! exulting 

On that securest shore, 

1 hope thee, wish thee, sing thee, 
And love thee evermore ! 

3 O sweet and blessed Country ! 

Shall I e'er see thy face ? 
O sweet and blessed Country ! 

Shall I e'er win thy grace ? — 
Exult, O dust and ashes ! 

The Lord shall be thy part ; 
His only, his for ever, 

Thou'shalt be, and thou art ! 

1265 ^^Lamj^s trimmed." 7, 6. D. 

1 Rejoice, rejoice, believers ! 

And let your lights appear ! 
The shades of eve are thickening, 

And darker night is near ; 
The Bridegroom is advancing ; 

Each hour he draws more nigh ; 
Up ! watch and pray, nor slumber ; 

At midnight comes the cry". 

2 See that your lamps are burning, 

Your vessels filled with oil ; 
Wait calmly your deliverance 

From earthly pain and toil. 
The watchers on the mountains 

Proclaim the Bridegroom near, 
Go, meet him, as he cometh, 

With halleluiahs clear. 

3 The saints, who here in patience 

Their cross and sufferings bore. 
With him shall reign for ever, 

When sorrow is no more : 
Around the throne of glory 

The Lamb shall they behold, 
Adoring cast before him 

Their diadems of gold. 



4 Our hope and expectation, 

Jesus, now appear ! 
Arise, thou Sun so looked-for, 

O'er this benighted sphere ! 
With hearts and hands uplifted, 

We plead, O Lord, to see 
The day of our redemption, 

And ever be with thee. 

1266 u They seek a country." J, 6. D„ 

1 There is a land immortal, 

The beautiful of lands ; 
Beside its ancient portal 

A silent sentry stands ; 
He only can only can undo it, 

And open wide the door: 
And mortals who pass through it, 

Are mortal nevermore. 

2 Though dark and drear the passage 

That leadeth to the gate, 
Yet grace comes with the message, 

To souls that watch and wait ; 
And at the time appointed 

A messenger comes down, 
And leads the Lord's anointed 

From cross to glory's crown. 

3 Their sighs are lost in singing, 

They're blessed in their tears ; 
Their journey heavenward winging, 

They leave on earth their fears : 
Death" like an angel seemeth ; 

" We welcome thee," they cry ; 
Their face with glory beameth— 

'Tis life for them to die ! 

1267 Believers' outlook. 7t 

1 Oh, for the robes of whiteness! 

Oh, for the tearless eyes ! 
Oh, for the glorious brightness 
Of the unclouded skies ! 

2 Oh, for the no more weeping 

Within the land of love, 
The endless joy of keeping 
The bridal feast above ! 

3 Oh, for the bliss of dying, 

My risen Lord to meet i 
Oh, "for the rest of lying 
For ever at his feet ! 

4 Oh, for the hour of seeing 

My Saviour face to face, 
The hope of ever being 

In that sweet meeting-place ! 

5 Jesus, thou King of glory, 

1 soon shall dwell with thee j 
I soon shall sing the story 

Of thy great love to me. 



HEAVEN. 



6 Meanwhile my thoughts shall enter, 
Ev'n now, before thy throne, 
That all my love may centre 
On thee, and thee alone. 

1268 " They seek a country" 1, 6. D. 

1 For thee, O dear, dear Country, 

Mine eyes their vigils keep ; 
For very love, beholding 

Thy happy name, they weep : 
The mention of thy glory 

Is unction to the breast, 
And medicine in sickness, 

And love, and life, and rest. 

2 Thou hast no shore, fair ocean ! 

Thou hast no time, bright day ! 
Dear fountain of refreshment 

To pilgrims far away ! 
Upon the Rock of Ages 

They raise thy holy tower ; 
Thine is the victor's laurel, 

And thine the golden dower. 

3 With jasper glow thy bulwarks, 

Thy streets with emeralds blaze ; 
The sardius and the topaz 

Unite in thee their rays ; 
Thine ageless walls are bonded 

With amethyst unpriced j 
The saints build up its fabric, 

The corner-stone is Christ. 

4 O sweet and blessed Country, 

The home of God's elect ! 
O sweet and blessed Country, 

That eager hearts expect ! 
Jesus, in mercy bring us, 

To that dear land of rest ; 
Who art, with God the Father, 

And Spirit, ever blest. 

1269 "No more sea." 7. 6. D« 

1 No seas again shall sever, 

No desert intervene ; 
No deep sad-flowing river 

Shall roll its tide between : 
Love and unsevered union 

Of soul with those we love, 
Nearness and glad communion, 

Shall be our joy above. 

2 No dread of wasting sickness, 

No thought of ache or pain, 
No fretting hours of weakness, 

Shall mar our peace again : 
No death our homes o'ershading, 

Shall e'er our harps unstring ; 
For all is life unfading 

In presence of our King I 



1270 "He hath prepared a city: 

1 There is a holy city, 

A happy world above, 
Beyond the starry regions, 

Built by the God of love ; 
An everlasting temple — 

And saints arrayed in white, 
There serve their great Redeemer 

And dwell with him in light. 

2 The meanest child of glory 

Outshines the radiant sun ; 
But who can speak the splendor 

Of that eternal throne 
Where Jesus sits exalted, 

In god-like majesty? 
The elders fall before him, 

The angels bend the knee. 

3 The hosts of saints around him 

Proclaim his work of grace j 
The patriarchs and prophets, 

And all the godly race, 
Who speak of fiery trials 

And tortures on their way— 
They came from tribulation 

To everlasting day. 

4 And what shall be my journey, 

How long my stay below, 
Or what shall be my trials, 

Are not for me to know j 
In every day of trouble, 

I'll raise my thoughts on high j 
I'll think of the bright temple. 

And crowns above the sky. 

1271 The New Paradise. 

1 O paradise eternal ! 

What bliss to enter thee, 
And, once within thy portals, 

Secure for ever be ! 
In thee no sin nor sorrow, 

No pain nor death, is known ; 
But pure glad life, enduring 

As heaven's benignant throne. 

2 There all around shall love us. 

And we return their love ; 
One band of happy spirits, 

One family above : 
There God shall be our portion, 

And we his jewels be ; 
And, gracing his bright mansions 

His smile retiect and see. 

3 So songs shall rise for ever, 

While all creation fair, 
Still more and more revealed, 
Shall wake fresh praises there : 



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HEAVEN. 



O Paradise eternal ! 
What joys in thee are known ! 

God of mercy ! guide us, 
Till all be felt our own. 

1272 "Immanuets Land." P* M. 

1 The sands of time are sinking, 

The dawn of heaven breaks, 
The summer morn I've sighed for, 

The fair sw r eet morn awakes : 
Dark, dark hath been the midnight, 

But day-spring is at hand, 
And glory, glory dwelleth, 

In Immanuel's land. 

2 Oh, Christ, he is the fountain, 

The deep sweet well of love ; 
The streams of earth I've tasted, 

More deep I'll drink above. 
There to an ocean fullness 

His mercy doth expand, 
And glory, glory dwelleth 

In Immanuel's land. 

3 With mercy and with judgment, 

My web of time he wove, 

And aye the dews of sorrow- 
Were lustred with his love. 

I'll bless the hand that guided, 
I'll bless the heart that planned, 

When throned where glory dwelleth, 
In Immanuel's land. 

1273 '"'"He is mine, and I am /lis." P. M. 
i Oh, I am my Beloved's, 

And my Beloved's mine ; 
He brings a poor vile sinner 
Into his 14 house of wine." 

1 stand upon his merit ; 

I know no other stand, 
Not ev'n wmere glory dwelleth, 
In Immanuel's land. 

a I've wrestled on towards heaven, 

'Gainst storm, and wind, and tide, 
Now, like a weary traveler 

That leaneth on his guide, 
Amid the shades of evening, 

While sinks life's lingering sand, 
I hail the glory dawning 

From Immanuel's land. 

3 The bride eyes not her garment,. 

But her dear bridegroom's face ; 
I will not gaze at glory, 

But on my King of Grace- 
Not at the crown he gifteth, 

But on his pierced hand ; 
The Lamb is all the glory 

Of Immanuel's land. 



1274 u There remaineth a rest" P. M. 

1 Ix the Christian's home in glory 

There remains a land of rest, 
There my Saviour's gone before me, 

To fulfill my soul's request. 
Cho. — There is rest for the weary, 
There is rest for the weary, 
There is rest for the weary, 

There is rest for you ! 
On the other side of Jordan, 
In the sweet fields of Eden, 
Where the tree of life is blooming, 
There is rest for j^u ! 

2 He is fitting up my mansion, 

Which eternally shall stand ; 
For my stay shall not be transient 
In that holy, happy land. — Cho. 

3 Death itself shall then be vanquished, 

And his sting shall be withdrawn ; 
Shout for gladness, O ye ransomed; 
Hail with joy the rising morn.— Cho. 

4 Sing, oh, sing, ye heirs of glory ! 

Shout your triumphs as you go ; 
Zion's gates will open for you, 
You shall find an entrance through. — Cho. 

1275 The New Jerusale7n. H. M. 

1 Jerusalem on high 

My song and city is, 
My home whene'er I die, 
The centre of my bliss : 
Ref. — Oh, happy place ! 
When shall I be, 
My God, with thee, 
To s'ee thy face ? 

2 There dwells my Lord, my King, 

Judged here unfit to live ! 
There angels to him sing, 
And low^ly homage give : — Ref. 

3 The Patriarchs of old 

There from their travels cease; 
The Prophets there behold 
Their longed-for Prince of Peace : — Ref. 

4 The Lamb's Apostles there 

I might with joy behold, 
The harpers I might hear 
Harping on harps of gold.— Ref. 

5 The bleeding Martyrs, they 

Within these courts are found, 
All clothed in pure array, 
Their scars with glory crowned.— Ref. 

6 Ah me ! ah me ! that I 

In Kedar's tents here stay : 
No place like that on high ; 
Lord, thither guide my way.— Ref. 



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1276 "Lord, tarry not." P.M. 

1 Beyond the smiling and the weeping 

I shall be soon ; 
Beyond the waking and the sleeping, 
Beyond the sowing and the reaping, 

I shall be soon. 
Love, rest and home ! Sweet home ! 

Lord ! tarry not, but come. 

2 Beyond the blooming and the fading 

1 shall be soon : 
Beyond the shining and the shading, 
Beyond the hoping and the dreading, 

I shall be soon ; 
Love, rest and home ! Sweet home ! 

Lord ! tarry not, but come. 

3 Beyond the parting and the meeting 

I shall be soon ; 
Beyond the farewell and the greeting, 
Beyond the pulse's fever beating, 

I shall be soon ; 
Love, rest and home ! Sweet home ! 

Lord ! tarry not, but come. 

4 Beyond the frost-chain and the fever 

I shall be soon ; 
Beyond the rock-waste and the river, 
Beyond the ever and the never, 

I shall be soon. 
Love, rest and home ! Sweet home ! 

Lord ! tarry not, but come. 

1277 New Year. 7- D - 

1 While, with ceaseless course, the sun 

Hasted through the former year, 
Many souls their race have run, 

Nevermore to meet us here : 
Fixed in an eternal state, 

They have done with all below ; 
We a little longer wait ; 

But how little none can know 7 . 

2 As the winged arrow flies 

Speedily the mark to find ; 
As the lightning from the skies 

Darts and leaves no trace behind, — • 
Swiftly thus our fleeting days 

Bear us down life's rapid stream ; 
Upward, Lord, our spirits raise, 

All below is but a dream. 

3 Thanks for mercies past receive j 

Pardon of our sins renew ; 
Teach us henceforth how to live, 

With eternity in view : 
Bless thy word to old and young ; 

Fill us with a Saviour's love ; 
When our life's short race is run, 

May w r e dwell with thee above. 



1278 Close of the Year. 7» 

1 Thou who roll'st the year around, 

Crowned with mercies large and free, 
Rich thy gifts to us abound, 
Warm our praise shall rise to thee. 

2 Kindly to our worship bow, 

While our grateful thanks we tell, 
That, sustained by thee, we now 
Bid the parting year — farewell ! 

3 All its numbered days are sped, 

All its busy scenes are o'er, 
All its joys for ever fled, 
All its sorrows felt no more. 

4 Mingled with the eternal past, 

Its remembrance shall decay ; 
Yet to be revived at last 
At the solemn judgment-day. 

5 All our follies, Lord, forgive ! 

Cleanse us from each guilty stain ; 
Let thy grace within us live, 
That we spend not years in vain. 

6 Then, when life's last eve shall come, 

Happy spirits, may we fly 
To our everlasting home, 
To our Father's house on high ! 

1279 Song for Harvest. /• 

1 Come, ye thankful people, come, 
Raise the song of Harvest Home ! 
All is safely gathered in, 

Ere the winter storms begin : 
God our Maker doth provide 
For our wants to be supplied : 
Come to God's own temple, come, 
Raise the song of Harvest Home ! 

2 We ourselves are God's own field, 
Fruit unto his praise to yield : 
Wheat and tares together sown, 
Unto joy or sorrow grown : 

First the blade, and then the ear, 
Then the full corn shall appear : 
Grant, O Harvest-Lord, that we 
Wholesome grain and pure may be ! 

3 For the Lord our God shall come, 
And shall take his harvest home : 
From his field shall in that day 
All offences purge away : 

Give his angels charge at last 
In the fire the tares to cast : 
But the fruitful ears to store 
In his garner evermore. 

4 Then, thou Church Triumphant, come, 
Raise the song of Harvest Home ! 

All are safely gathered in, 

Free from sorrow, free from sin : 



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There, for ever purified, 
In God's garner to abide : 
Come, ten thousand angels, come. 
Raise the glorious Harvest Home ! 

1280 General Thanksgiving. 

1 Swell the anthem, raise the song • 
Praises to our God belong ; 
Saints and angels join to sing 
Praises to the heavenly King. 

2 Blessings from his liberal hand 
Flow around this happy land : 
Kept by him, no foes annoy ; 
Peace and freedom we enjoy. 

3 Here, beneath a virtuous sway 
May we cheerfully obey ; 
Never feel oppression's rod, 
Ever own and worship God. 

4 Hark ! the voice of nature sings 
Praises to the King of kings ; 
Let us join the choral song, 
And the grateful notes prolong. 

1281 National. C. M. 

1 Lord ! while for all mankind we pray, 

Of every clime and coast, 
Oh, hear us for our native land, 
The land we love the most. 

2 Oh, guard our shore from every foe, 

With peace our borders bless, 
With prosperous times our cities crown, 
Our fields with plenteousness. 

3 Unite us in the sacred love 

Of knowledge, truth, and thee : 
And let our hills and valleys shout 
The songs of liberty. 

4 Here may religion, pure and mild, 

Smile on our Sabbath hours ; 
And piety and virtue bless 
The home of us and ours. 

5 Lord of the nations, thus to thee 

Our country we commend ; 
Be thou her refuge and her trust, 
Her everlasting friend. 

1282 A Marriage Hymn. C. M. 

1 Since Jesus freely did appear 

To grace a marriage feast, 
Dear Lord, we ask thy presence here. 
To make a wedding guest. 

2 Upon the bridal pair look down, 

Who now have plighted hands ; 
Their union with thy favor crown, 
And bless the nuptial bands. 



3 Oh, may each soul assembled here, 
Be married, Lord, to thee ! 
Clad in thy robes, made white and fair. 
To spend eternity ! 

1283 National Fast. C 

1 See, gracious God, before thy throne, 

Thy mourning people bend ! 
'Tis on thy sovereign grace alone, 
Our humble hopes depend. 

2 Alarming judgments from thy hand, 

Thy dreadful power display ; 
Yet mercy spares this guilty land, 
And yet w r e live to pray. 

3 Oh, bid us turn, almighty Lord, 

By thy resistless grace ; 
Then shall our hearts obey thy word, 
And humbly seek thy face. 

1284 Prayer for Seamen. C 

1 We come, O Lord, before thy throne, 

And, with united plea, 
We meet and pray for those who roam 
Far off upon the sea. 

2 Oh, may the Holy Spirit bow 

The sailor's heart to thee, 
Till tears of deep repentance flow, 
Like rain-drops in the sea ! 

3 Then may a Saviour's dying love 

Pour peace into his breast, 
And waft him to the port, above 
Of everlasting rest. 

1285 New Year. C 

1 Our Father ! through the coming year 

We know not what shall be ; 
But we would leave without a fear 
Its ordering all to thee. 

2 It may be we shall toil in vain 

For what the world holds fair • 
And all the good we thought to gain, 
Deceive and prove but care. 

3 It may be it -shall darkly blend 

Our love with anxious fears, 
And snatch away the valued friend, 
The tried of many years. 

4 It may be it shall bring us days 

And nights of lingering pain ; 
And bid us take a farewell gaze 
Of these loved haunts of men. 

5 But calmly, Lord, on thee we rest ; 

No fears our trust shall move ; 
Thou knowest what for each is best, 
And thou art Perfect Love. 



MISCELLANEOUS. 



1286 Close of the Year. C. M. 

1 Thee we adore, eternal Name ! 

And humbly own to thee 
How feeble is our mortal frame, 
What dying worms are we ! 

2 The year rolls round, and steals away 

The breath that first it gave ; 
Whate'er we do, whate'er we be, 
We're traveling to the grave. 

3 Great God ! on what a slender thread 

Hang everlasting things ! 
The eternal state of all the dead 
Upon life's feeble strings ! 

4 Infinite joy, or endless woe, 

Attends on every breath ; 
And yet, how unconcerned we go 
Upon the brink of death ! 

5 Waken, O Lord, our drowsy sense, 

To walk this dangerous road ! 
And if our souls are hurried hence, 
May they be found with God. 

1287 Close of the Year. C. M. 

1 Awake, ye saints ! and raise your eyes, 

And raise your voices high : 
Awake, and praise that sovereign love, 
That shows salvation nigh. 

2 On all the wings of time it flies, 

Each moment brings it near ; 
Then welcome each declining day, 
Welcome each closing year. 

3 Not many years their rounds shall run, 

Nor many mornings rise, 
Ere all its glories stand revealed 
To our admiring eyes. 

4 Ye wheels of nature ! speed your course ; 

Ye mortal powers ! decay ; 
Fast as ye bring the night of death, 
Ye bring eternal day. 

1238 New Year's Hymn. H» 5* 

1 Come, let us anew our journey pursue, 

Roll round with the year, 
And never stand still till the Master appear. 

2 His adorable will let us gladly fulfill, 

And our talents improve, 
By the patience of hope and the labor of love. 

3 Our life is a dream ; our time as a stream 

Glides swiftly away, 
And the fugitive moment refuses to stay. 
/ r The arrow is flown, the moment is gone ; 

The millennial year 
Rushes on to our view, and eternity's here. 



5 Oh, that each in the day of his coming may 

say, 

" I have fought my way through ; 
I have finished the work thou didst give me 
to do." 

6 Oh, that each from his Lord may receive the 

glad word, 
u Well and faithfully done ! 
Enter into my joy, and sit down on my 
throne." 

1239 i Chron. 29 : 10-13. ^» 7» 

1 Blest be thou, O God of Israel, 

Thou, our Father, and our Lord ! 
Blest thy majesty for ever ! 
Ever be thy name adored. 

2 Thine, O Lord, are power and greatness, 

Glory, victory, are thine own ; 
All is thine in earth and heaven, 
Over all thy boundless throne. 

3 Riches come of thee, and honor, 

Power and might to thee belong^ ; 
Thine it is to make us prosper, 
Only thine to make us strong. 

4 Lord, to thee, thou God of mercy, 

Hymns of gratitude we raise ; 
To thy name, for ever glorious, 
Ever we address our praise ! 

1290 Public Fast. 8, 7- D. 

1 Dread Jehovah ! God of nations ! 

From thy temple in the skies, 
Hear thy people's supplications, 

Now for their deliverance rise ; — 
Lo ! with deep contrition turning, 

In thy holy place we bend ; 
Hear us, fasting, praying, mourning ; 

Hear us, spare us, and defend. 

2 Though our sins, our hearts confounding, 

Long and loud for vengeance call, 
Thou hast mercy more abounding, 

Jesus' blood can cleanse them all ; 
Let that mercy vail transgression, 

Let that blood our guilt efface ; 
Save thy people from oppression, 

Save from spoil thy holy place. 

1291 National Song. 0. 4 
1 My country ! 'tis of thee, 

Sweet land of liberty, 

Of thee I sing ; 
Land where my fathers died ! 
Land of the Pilgrims' pride ! 
From every mountain side 

Let freedom ring ! 



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MISCELLANEOUS. 



3 My native country, thee— 
Land of the noble free— 

Thy name— I love ; 
I love thy rocks and rills, 
Thy woods and templed hills : 
My heart with rapture thrills 
Like that above. 

3 Let music swell the breeze, 
And ring: from all the trees 

Sweet freedom's song : 
Let mortal tongues awake ; 
Let all that breathe partake ; 
Let rocks their silence break 

The sound prolong. 

4 Our fathers' God ! to thee, 
Author of liberty, 

To thee we sing : 
Long may our land be bright 
With freedom's holy light ; 
Protect us by thy might, 

Great God, our King : 

1292 



L. M. 



Forefathers 1 Day. 
x O God, beneath thy guiding hand, 
Our exiled fathers crossed the sea, 
And when they trod the wintry strand, 
With prayer and psalm they worshiped thee. 

2 Thou heardst, well pleased, the song, the 

prayer — 

Thy blessing came ; and still its power 
Shall onward through all ages bear 
The memory of that holy hour. 

3 What change ! through pathless wilds no more 

The fierce and naked savage roams ; 
Sweet praise, along the cultured shore, 
Breaks from ten thousand happy homes. 

4 Laws, freedom, truth, and faith in God 

Came with those exiles o'er the waves, 
And where their pilgrim feet have trod, 
The God they trusted guards their graves. 

5 And here thy name, O God of love, 

Their children's children shall adore, 
Till these eternal hills remove, 
And spring adorns the earth no more. 



1293 The New Year. L. 

1 Great God ! we sing that mighty hand 
By which supported still we stand ; 
The opening year thy mercy shows ; 
Let mercy crown it till it close. 

2 By day, by night, at home, abroad, 
Still we are guarded by our God ; 
By his incessant bounty fed, 

By his unerring counsel led. 

3 With grateful hearts the past we own ; 
The future, all to us unknown, 

We to tlry guardian care commit, 
And peaceful leave before thy feet. 

4 In scenes exalted or depressed, 

Be thou our joy, and thou our rest ; 
Thy goodness all our hopes shall raise, 
Adored through all our changing days, 

5 When death shall interrupt our songs, 
And seal in silence mortal tongues, 
Our Helper, God, in whom we trust, 
In better worlds our souls shall boast. 



1294 



The Neiv Year. 



1 Our Helper, God ! we bless thy name, 
Whose love for ever is the same j 
The tokens of thy gracious care 
Open, and crown, and close the year. 

2 Amid ten thousand snares we stand, 
Supported by thy guardian hand ; 
And see, when we review our ways, 
Ten thousand monuments of praise. 

3 Thus far thine arm has led us on ; 
Thus far we make thy mercy known ; 
And while we tread this desert land, 
New mercies shall new songs demand. 

4 Our grateful souls, on Jordan's shore, 
Shall raise one sacred pillar more ; 
Then bear in thy bright courts above, 
Inscriptions* of immortal love. 



DOXOLOGIES. 



1 L. M. 

Praise God, from whom all blessings flow ! 
Praise him, all creatures here below ! 
Praise him above, ye heavenly host ! 
Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost ! 

2 L. M. 61. 

To God the Father, God the Son, 
And God the Spirit, three in one, 
Be honor, praise, and glory given, 
By all on earth, and all in heaven. 
As was through ages heretofore, 
Is now, and shall be evermore. 

3 L. M. D. 

Eternal Father, throned above, 
Thou fountain of redeeming love ! 
Eternal Word ! who left thy throne 
For man's rebellion to atone ; 
Eternal Spirit, who dost give 
That grace whereby our spirits live : 
Thou God of our salvation, be 
Eternal praises paid to thee ! 

4 C. M. 

To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, 

One God whom we adore, 
Be glory as it was, is now, 

And shall be evermore. 

5 C. M. 

Let God the Father, and the Son, 

And Spirit, be adored, 
Where there are works to make him known, 

Or saints to love the Lord. 

6 C. M. D. 

The God of mercy be adored, 
Who calls our souls from death, 

Who saves by his redeeming word 
And new-creating breath j 



To praise the Father and the Son 
And Spirit all-divine, — 

The one in three, and three in one- 
Let saints and angels join, 

7 S. M. 

Ye angels round the throne, 
And saints that dwell below, 

Worship the Father, praise the Son, 
And bless the Spirit, too. 

8 S. M. 

The Father and the Son 

And Spirit we adore ; 
We praise, we bless, we worship thee, 

Both now and evermore ! 

9 H. M. 

To God the Father's throne 

Your highest honors raise ; 
Glory to God the Son ; 
To God, the Spirit, praise : 
With all our powers, Eternal King, 
Thy name we sing, while faith adores. 

10 7. 

Sing we to our God above 
Praise eternal as his love ; 
Praise him, all ye heavenly host- 
Father, Son, and Holy Ghost. 

11 7- 61. 

Praise the name of God most high, 
Praise him, all below the sky, 
Praise him, all ye heavenly host, 
Father, Son, and Holy Ghost ; 
As through countless ages past, 
Evermore his praise shall last. 
12 



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DOXOLOGIES. 



12 7- D. 

Praise our glorious King and Lord, 
Angels waiting on his word, 
Saints that walk with him in white. 
Pilgrims walking in his light : 
Glory to the Eternal One, 
Glory to his only. Son, 
Glory to the Spirit be 
Now, and through eternity. 

13 C. P. M. 

To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, 
Be praise amid the heavenly host, 

And in the church below ; 
From whom all creatures draw their breath, 
Ity whom redemption blessed the earth, 

From whom all comforts flow. 

14 8, 7. 

Praise the Father, earth and heaven, 
Praise the Son, the Spirit praise, 

As it was, and is, be given 
Glory through eternal days. 

15 8, 7. 61. 

Praise and honor to the Father, 

Praise and honor to the Son, 
Praise and honor to the Spirit, 

Ever Three and ever One, 
One in might, and one in glory. 

While eternal ages run. 

16 8, 7. D. 

Praise the God of all creation ; 

Praise the Father's boundless love : 
Praise the Lamb, our expiation, 

Priest and King enthroned above : 
Praise the Fountain of Salvation, 

Him by whom our spirits live : 
Undivided adoration 

To the one Jehovah give. 

17 8, 7, 4. 

Glory be to God the Father, 

Glory be to God the Son, 
Glory be to God the Spirit, 

Glory to the Three in One ; 
Hallelujah ! 

God, the Lord is God alone. 

18 8, 7, 4. 
Great Jehovah ! we adore thee, 

God the Father, God the Son, 
God the Spirit, joined in glory 
On the same eternal throne ; 

Endless praises 
To Jehovah, Three in One. 



19 10. 

To Father, Son, and Spirit, ever blest, 
Eternal praise and worship be addressed ; 
From age to age, ye saints, his name adore, 
And spread his fame, till time shall be no more 



20 



6. D. 



To Father and to Son, 

And, Holy Ghost ! to thee, 
Eternal Three in One ! 

Eternal glory be ; 
As hath been, and is now, 

And shall be evermore : 
Before thy throne we bow, 

And thee, our God, adore. 



21 



7> 6. Iambic. 



To thee be praise for ever, 

Thou glorious King of kings ! 
Thy wondrous love and favor 

Each ransomed spirit sings : 
We'll celebrate thy glory 

With all thy saints above, 
And shout the joyful story 

Of thy redeeming love. 



22 



7- 6. Trochaic. 



Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, 

One God, whom we adore, 
Join we with the heavenly host 

To praise thee evermore : 
Live, by heaven and earth adored, 

Three in One, and One in Three, 
Holy, holy, holy Lord, 

All glory be to thee ! 



23 



11, or 5» 6. 



O Father Almighty, to thee be addressed, 
With Christ and the Spirit, one God ever blest, 
All glory and worship, from earth and from 

heaven, 

As was, and is now, and shall ever be given. 



24 



6, 4- 



To God— the Father, Son, 

And Spirit — Three in One, 
All praise be given ! 

Crown him in every song ; 

To him your hearts belong ; 

Let all his praise prolong- 
On earth, in heaven. 



CHANTS AND OCCASIONAL PIECES. 



1 TE DEUM LAUDAMUS. 

1 We praise thee, I O — | God ; 1 we acknowledge | thee to | be the ] Lord, fl 
All the earth doth | worship | thee, || the Father | ever- | last | ing. || 

2 To thee all angels | cry a- | loud, || the heavens, and I all the | powers there- | in. 1 

To thee cherubim and seraphim, con- | tinuallydo | cry t H Holy, holy, holy, Lord | God of 
| Saba- | oth ; || 

3 Heaven and earth are full of the majesty | of thy | glory. |j The glorious company of the 

apostles praise thee. The goodly fellovvship of the I prophets | praise — | thee. || 
The noble army of martyrs | praise — | thee. || The holy church throughout all the | world*- 
doth ac- | knowledge | thee, jj 

4 The Father, of an | infi--'nite | majesty ; !| thine adorable, J true and | only I Son ; |{ 

Also the Holy | Ghost, the | Comforter. || Thou art the King of glory, O Christ, thou art the 
everlasting | Son - * of the | Fa | ther. H 

5 When thou tookest upon thee to de- | liver | man, || thou didst humble thyself to be j born — | 

of a | virgin. || 

When thou hadst overcome the | sharpness* • of | death, || thou didst open the kingdom of | 
heaven* *to | all be- | lievers. || 

6 Thou sittest at the right hand of God, in the | glory* • of the | Father. || We believe that thou 

shalt | come to j be our | judge. 
We therefore pray thee, | help thy j servants,! whom thou hast redeemed | with thy ] precious J 
blood. || 

7 Make them to be numbered | with thy | saints, 1 in | glory | ever- | lasting. J 

O Lord, save thy people, and | bless thine | heritage j || govern them and | lift them | up for- | 
ever. 1 

8 Day by day we | magni-* *fy | thee j || and we worship thy name ever, | world with- J out — ] 

end. || 

Vouchsafe, O Lord, to keep us this [ day with-out j sin ; |! O Lord, have mercy upon us, have | 
mer-cy up- | on — | us. || 

9 O Lord, let thy mercy | be up- | on us, || as our | trust — | is in j thee. H 

O Lord, in | thee* 'have I | trusted ; || let me j never | be con- | founded, g A- 1 men. | 



2 part i. GLORIA IN EXCELSIS. 

Glory be to | God on | high, |l and on earth | peace, good- | will* 'towards I men. H 
We praise thee, we bless thee, we | worship | thee, || we glorify thee, we give thanks to thee j 
for thy | great — | glory. || 

PART ir. 

O Lord God, | heavenly | King, || God the | Father | Al | mighty ! | 

O Lord, the only-begotten Son | Jesus I Christ, j] 

O Lord God, Lamb of God, j Son* • of the ] Fa | ther. !| 



268 



CHANTS AND OCCASIONAL PIECES. 



PART III. 

That takest away the J sins* • of the | world, || have mercy up- | on — | us. || 

Thou that takest away the I sins* • of the | world, || have mercy up- | on — j us. 1 

Thou that takest away the | sins* * of the | world, || receive | our— | prayer. || 

Thou that sittest at the right hand of J God the | Father, || have mercy up- | on — | us. 1 

PART I. 

For thou only | art — | holy, I! thou 1 only I art the \ Lord. || 

Thou only, O Christ, with the j Holy [Ghost, | art most high in the [ glory -of! God the | 
Father. | A-men. Si 

3 PSALM 23. 

1 The Lord is my shepherd ; I | shall not | want. || He maketh me to lie down in green pastures ; 

he leadeth me beside the | still — | waters. || 

2 He restore th my soul ; he leadeth me in the paths of righteousness for his | name's — ] sake; 1! 

Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil: for thou 
art with me ; thy rod and thy staff | they — | comfort me. || 

3 Thou preparest a table before me in the presence of mine enemies, thou anointest my head 

with oil : my | cup- - runneth | over. II Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days 
of my life ; and I will dwell in the house of the | Lord, for J ever. U A- J men. U 



4 MATTHEW 11. 

1 Come unto me all ye that labor and are heavy || 
laden, i| and | I will | give you rest. 

2 Take my yoke upon you, and learn of me: 
for I am meek and | lowly 'in | heart: i ana 
ye shall find | rest* • unto | your — | souls. 

3 For my yoke is easy, and my | burden — is | 
light, I! for my yoke is easy, | and my j burden 
• - is I light. 

4 And the Spirit and the bride say, come. And 
let him that | heareth* -say, | come. || And let 
him that is athirst come ; and whosoever will, 
let him take the | water* • of | life — j freely. 
A- I men. 

5 PSALM 1. 

1 Blessed is the man that walketh not in the 
counsel | ofthe-'un- | godly, 1! norstandeth in 
the way of sinners, nor sitteth in the | seat — | 
of the I scornful. 

2 But his delight is in the | law - of the j Lord ; 1 
and in his law doth he \ meditate | day and 
night. 

3 And he shall be like a tree planted by the | 
rivers- -of j water, || that bringeth forth his j 
fruits — I in his | season ; 

4 His leaf also | shall not | wither : |j and what- 
so- j ever he | doeth shall | prosper. 

5 The ungodly | are not | so : || but are like the 
chaff which "the | wind — | drivettr - a- | way. 

6 Therefore the ungodly shall not | stand* -in 
the J judgment. |i Nor sinners in the congre- | 
gation I of the | righteous : 



7 For the Lord knoweth the | way • of the 1 
righteous : || but the way of the ungodly | 
shall I perish. 

Glory be to the Father, and | to the ] Son, 3 
and I to the | Holy | Ghost ; 
As it was in the beginning, is now, and | ever | 
shall be, fl world | without | end. A- j men. 

6 PSALM 8. 

1 O Lord, our Lord! how excellent is thy 
name in | all the | earth, || who hast set thy | 
glory -a- | bove the | heavens ! 

2 Out of the mouth of babes and sucklings hast 
thou ordained strength be- j cause of- "thine J 
enemies, fl that thou mightest still the | ene- 
my I and • • the a- | venger. 

3 When I consider thy heavens, the | work of 
••thy I fingers, || the moon and the stars, j 
which thou | hast or- j dained ; 

4 What is man that thou art | mindful | of him ? [J 
and the son of man | that thou j visit-est j 
him ? 

5 For thou hast made him a little lower than 
the I angels, || and hast crowned him with | 
glory - and | honor. 

6 Thou madest him to have dominion over the I 
works- -of thy | hands ; || thou hast put | all 
things I under - - his | feet : 

7 All sheep and oxen, yea, and the beasts of 
the field ; the fowl of the air, and the \ fish" 
of the I sea, !| and whatsoever passeth | 
through the | paths - - of the j seas. 

8 O I Lord, our | Lord ! || how excellent is thy [ 
name in | all the | earth ! 

Glory be to the Father, etc. 



CHANTS AND 



7 PSALM ioo. 

1 Make a joyful noise unto the Lord, | all ye \ 
lands ! || Serve the Lord with gladness : 
come before his J presence | with — | singing. 

2 Know ye that the Lord | he is | God : || It is 
he that hath made us, and not we ourselves ; 
we are his people , | and the | sheep • • of his j 
pasture. 

3 Enter into his gates with thanksgiving, and 
into his | courts with | praise : || Be thankful 
unto him, and | bless — | his — name. 

4 For the Lord is good ; his mercy is | everlast- 
ing ; || And his truth endureth to all — | gen- 
erations. Glory, etc. 

8 PSALM 103 : i-8, 19-22. 

1 Bless the Lord, \ O my | soul ! I! And, all that 
is within me ! | bless his | holy J name. 

2 Bless the Lord, | O my soul ! || And forget 
not I all his | benefits : 

3 Who forgiveth all | thine in- | iquities ; " 
Who I healeth- 'all | thy dis- | eases ; 

4 Who redeemeth thy lifei from de-|Struction ; || 
Who crowneth thee with loving | kindness- ■ 
and I tender | mercies ; 

5 Who satisfieth thy mouth with | good — I 
things ; || So that thy youth is re- j newed | 
like the j eagle's. 

6 The Lord executeth righteous- j ness and 
judgment j| For | all that | are op- | pressed • 

7 He made known his ways | unto | Moses, || 
His acts unto the | children* *of | Isra- | el. 

8 The Lord is merci | ful and | gracious, |l 

Slow to anger, and | plenteous | in — 1 mercy. 

9 The Lord hath prepared his | throne* 'in 
the I heavens • || And his kingdom | ruleth | 
over I all. 

10 Bless the Lord, ye his angels, that ex- ( eel 
in I strength, || That do his commandments, 
hearkening unto the | voice of | his — | word ! 

11 Bless ye the Lord, all | ye his | hosts ! || Ye 
ministers of | his, that | do his | plea- | sure ! 

12 Bless the Lord, all his works ! in all places 
of I his do- I minion : || Bless the | Lord, | 
O — my I soul ! Glory, etc. 

9 PSALM 96. 

1 Oh, sing unto the Lord a | new— | song : || 
Sing unto the | Lord, — | all the | earth. 

2 Sing unto the Lord, | bless his | name ; [j 
Shew forth his sal- | vation- - from | day to | 
day. 



ASIONAL PIECES. 269 

3 Give unto the Lord, O ye kindreds | of the | 
people, || Give unto the | Lord — | glory 
and I strength. 

4 Give unto the Lord the glory due un- | to 
his I name : Bring an offering, and | come 
in- I to his | courts. 

5 Oh, worship the Lord in the | beauty • of | 
holiness: || Fear be- 1 fore him, all the | earth. 

6 Say among the heathen that the | Lord — J 
reigneth : l| The world also shall be estab- 
lished that it shall not be moved ; he shall 
judge the | people | righteous- | ly. 

7 Let the heavens rejoice, and let the | earth 
be I glad; |j Let the sea | roar," and the | 
fullness- 'there- | of. 

8 Let the field be joyful, and all that | is 
there- | in : || Then shall all the trees of the 
wood re- | joice be- | fore the | Lord. 

9 For I he — | cometh, || For he j cometh- 'to J 
judge the | earth : 

10 He shall judge the world with | righteous- | 
ness, II And the | people | with his truth 
Glo^, etc. 

10 PSALM 95. 

1 Oh, come, let us sing un- | to the | Lord ; 3 
Let us heartily rejoice in the | strength of | 
our sal- I vation. |j 

2 Let us come before his presence | with 
thanks- | giving ; || And show ourselves J 
glad in j him with | psalms. 

3 For the Lord is a | great — | God ; || And a 
great | King a- | bove all | gods. 

4 In his hands are all the corners | of the I 
earth ; || And the strength of the | hills is j 
his — I also. 

5 The sea is his, [ and he | made it ; 1 And his 
hands pre- | pared the j dry — | land. 

6 Oh, come, let us worship, j and fall I down, I! 
And kneel be- | fore the j Lord our ] Maker : 

7 For he is the | Lord our | God ; i! And we are 
the people of his pasture and the | sheep of | 
his — I hand. 

8 Oh, worship the Lord in the | beauty of I 
holiness • || Let the whole earth | stand in | 
awe of I him : 

9 For he cometh, for he cometh to | judge the 1 
earth ; || And with righteousness to judge the 
world, and the j peo-ple | with his | truth. 
Glory be to the, etc. 



270 



CHANTS AND OCCASIONAL PIECES. 



11 PSALM 84. 

r How amiable are thy | tab-er- [ nacles, 1 O | 

Lord — I of — I hosts ! || 

2 My soul longeth, yea even fainteth, for the j 
courts* -of the | Lord; || my heart and my 
flesh crieth out | for* - the J living \ God. 

3 Yea, the sparrow hath found her an house, 
and the swallow a nest for herself, where she 
may | 'lay her | young, || even thine altars, 
O Lord of hosts'! my | King — [ and' 'my I 
God. U 

4 Blessed are they that j dwell in ■ • thy i 
house ; | they will be | still — | prais-ing | 
thee. 

5 Blessed is the man whose ( strength* • is in j 
thee, ii in whose heart j are* "the | ways* * of J 
them, 1 

6 Who passing through the valley of Baca [ 
make* *it a 1 well ; |j the rain | al-so j filleth* * 
the 1 pools. 



7 They go from | strength * * to | strength ; | 
every one of them in Zion ap- | peareth* • 
be- I fore — J God. H 

8 O Lord of hosts ! | hear* •my | prayer j 1 give 
ear, J O — | God* -of | Jacob ! 

9 Behold, O | God * * our | shield ! 1 and look 
upon the | face* *of thine* * an- | ointed. U 

10 For a day in thy courts is better | than* • a | 
thousand ; 11 I had rather be a doorkeeper in 
the house of God than to dwell in the [ tents* ■ 
of j wick-ed- | ness. 

11 For the Lord God is a | sun* * and | shield ; H 
the Lord will give grace and glory ; no good 
thing will he withhold from | them* * that | 
walk* - up- I rightly. || 

12 O I Lord* *of hosts ! | blessed is the [ man" 
that I trusteth**in | thee. 

Glory be to the Father, etc. 



12 PSALM 90. 

1 Lord, thou hast been our j dwelling- | place, | In | all — | gener- I ations. 

2 Before the mountains were brought forth, or ever thou hadst formed the | earth* "and the | 

world, i| Even from everlasting to ever- | lasting, | thou art | God. 

3 Thou turnest man | to de- j struction • I And sayest, Re- | turn, ye \ children* * of J men. 

4 For a thousand years in thy sight are but as yesterday, | when* -it is | past, | And as a| 

watch — i in the J night. 

5 Thou carriest them away as with a flood ; they are J as a 1 sleep : || In the morning they are 

like I grass which | groweth | up. 

6 In the morning it flourisheth, and J groweth J up ; fi In the evening it is cut | down, and | 

wither- | eth. 

7 For w T e are consumed | by thine | anger, J! And by thy | wrath — [ are we | troubled. 

8 Thou hast set our iniquities | before | thee, |J Our secret sins in the | light* * of thy | counte- | 

nance. 

9 For all our days are passed away | in thy | wrath : H We spend our 3-ears as a | tale — j that 

is I told. 

10 The days of our years are three-score years and ten ; and if by reason of strength they be | 

four-score | years, || Yet is their strength labor and sorrow j for it is soon cut off, | and we j 
fly a- I way. 

11 Who knoweth the power j of thine | anger? i Even according to thy fear, 1 so — j is thy J 

wrath. 

12 So teach us to | number* - our \ da} r s, I That we may apply our 1 hearts — | unto j wisdom. 
Glory be to the Father, etc, 



CHANTS AND OCCASIONAL PIECES. 



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13 PSALM 130. 

1 Out of the | depths H Have I cried unto thee, O ! Lord, H 

2 Lord, hear my j voice : || Let thine ears be attentive to the voice of my suppli- [ cations, fl 

3 If thou, Lord, shouldst mark in- | iquities, || O Lord, who shall | stand? | 

4 But there is forgiveness with | thee, || That thou mayst be | feared. II 

5 I wait for the Lord, my soul doth | wait, 1 And in his word do I | hope, fi 

6 My soul waiteth for the Lord more than they that watch for the | morning ; H I say, more than 

they that watch for the | morning. || 

7 Let Israel hope in the | Lord : || For with the Lord there is mercy, and with him is plenteous 

re- J demption. || 

8 And he shall redeem | Israel 3 From all his in- | iquities. | 

14 REVELATION 4. 

1 Holy, holy, holy, | Lord* 'God Al- | mighty ! I which was, and | is, and | is to J come. 

2 Thou art worthy, O Lord, to receive glory, and I honor- -and I power ; | for thou hast created 

all things, and for thy pleasure they | are and | were ere- | ated. 

3 Worthy is the Lamb j that was | slain, 1 to receive power, and riches, and wisdom, and 

strength, and | honor, "and | glory,' 'and | blessing. 

4 Blessing, and honor, and | glory, "and ! power, || be unto him that sitteth upon the throne, and 

unto the | Lamb for- | ever" and | ever. 

15 FUNEREAL. 

1 Blessed are the dead, who die in the | Lord from | henceforth : 1 Yea, saith the Spirit, that 

they may rest from their labors ; and their | works do j follow j them. 

2 Blessed and holy is he that hath part in the first resurrection : on such the second death I hath 

no I power ; || but they shall be priests of God and of Christ, and shall reign with | him a | 
thousand | years. 

3 Unto him that loved us, and washed us from our sins in | his own j blood, fl and hath made us 

kings and priests to God and his Father ; to him be glory and do- | minion "for- | ever and | 
ever, 

16 FUNEREAL. 

1 Blessed are the dead, who die in the | Lord from | henceforth ; S Yea, saith the Spirit, that 

they may rest from their labors, | and their | works do | follow them. 

2 Our days on earth are as a shadow, and there is ( none a- | biding ; || we are but of yesterday ; 

there is but a | step "between | us and j death • 

3 Man's days are as grass : as a flower of the field | so he | flourisheth ; || he appeareth for a little 

time, then | vanish-eth | a j way. 

4 Watch ! for ye know not what hour your | Lord doth | come ; fl Be ye also ready ; for in such 

an hour as ye think not, the | Son of | Man — | cometh. 

5 It is the Lord ; let him do what | seemeth"him I good ; || The Lord gave, and the Lord hath 

taken away, and blessed be the | name — | of tne \ Lord. 

6 Blessed are the dead, who die in the 1 Lord from | henceforth ; | Yea, saith the Spirit, that they 

may rest from their labors, [ and their | works do \ follow them. 



2/2 CHANTS AND OCCASIONAL PIECES. 

17 BAPTISMAL. 

1 Thus saith the Lord that made thee, and formed thee, | who will | help thee, § 

Fear not, O Jacob my servant, and | Israel' - whom j I have | chosen. 

2 The mercy of the Lord is from everlasting to everlasting upon | them that | fear him. | 

And his righteousness | unto | children's | children. 

3 To such as | keep his | covenant : !| 

And to them that remember his com- j mand-* *ments to J do — \ them. 

4 One shall say, I am the Lord's ; and another shall call himself by the j name of | Jacob ; fi 

And another shall subscribe with his hand to the Lord, and surname himself | by the | name 
of | Israel. 

5 Doubtless thou art our Father, though Abraham be ignorant of us, and Israel ac- j knowl- 

edge* • us | not. || 

Thou, O Lord, art our Father, our Redeemer • from ever- | lasting ] is thy | name. 
Glory be to the Father, etc. 



18 BAPTISMAL. 

Before ^he Administration. 

1 And Jesus said, Suffer little children, and forbid them not to | come* 'unto J me j S 

For of | such" is the | kingdom ■• of | heaven. 

2 He shall feed | his flock* - like a | shepherd : || 

He shall gather the lambs with his arm and | carry * them | in his j bosom. 

3 I will pour my Spirit upon thy seed, and my blessing up- | on thine | offspring ; fl 

And they shall spring up as among the grass, as | willows* 'by the j water — j courses. 

After the Administration. 

1 Then will I sprinkle clean ] water" up- | on you, | 

And | ye shall | be — | clean : 

2 A new heart also | will I | give you, \ 

And a new spirit | will I ) put with- | in you, 

3 And I will take away the stony heart J out of - *your | flesh, | 

And I will give* *you a | heart of | flesh. 
Glory be to the Father, etc. 



INDEX OF SUBJECTS. 



[the figures refer to the numbers of the hymns.] 



Abba Father, 586, 916, 909, 780, 893. 
Abiding, Christ, with Believers, 361, 350, 792, 
795, 838. 

Abrahamic Covenant, 1032, 1038, 1022. 
Absence from God, 451, 684, 15, 1183. 
Accepted Time, 660, 663, 646. 
Aceess to God, 628-644. See Prayer. 
Activity, 924-948, 736-791, 216. 
Adoption, 891, 586, 894, 909, 916, 918. 
Advent of Christ : — 

At Birth, 461-482, 161-163, 851. 

To Judgment, 1216-1226. 

To Kingdom — See Millennium. 
Advocate, Christ our, 541, 1070, 523, 632, 920, 024. 
Afflictions, 949-981, 664, 799, 839. 
Aged, 117, 789, 1169, 1187, 1244, 1202. 
Almost Christian, 603, 655, 662. 
Alms, 70, 925, 936, 945, 946. 
Angels, 941, 779, 480, 832, 1018, 482-. 
Ark of God, 727, 1078, 679. 
Ascension of Christ, 80, 114, 515-561. 
Ashamed of Jesus, 745, 1051, 1047. 
Asleep in Jesus, 1174. 1183, 1211. 
Assurance : — 

Expressed, 741, 760, 922, 820, 865. 

Prayed for, 595, 582, 596, 570, 740, 726, 728. 

Urged, 737, 755, 772, 784, 788, 790. 
Atonement : — 

Necessary, 603-621, 1072, 1089. 

Completed, 32, 147, 773, 622-644, 1Q 49, I o72, 
1089, 1105, 674. 
Autumn, 1279, 1293, 407. 
Backsliding, 40, 684, 705-735. 
Baptism, 1019-1042. 

Benevolence, 70, 925, 936, 940, 948, 187. 
Bible, 377-391, 197-205, 25-29. 
Brotherly Love, 1075, 1007-1021, 872, 882, 891, 70, 
223, 224. 

Burial, — See Death and Heaven. 
A Brother, 1170, 1173, 1205. 
A Child, 1176, 1181, 1200, 1203. 



A Friend, 1201, 1205, 967, 983. 

A Pastor, 1190, 1194, 1170. 

A Sister, 969, 976, 962, 967.. 
Calmness, 874-877, 221. 
Calvary, 1082, 503, 1060, 11 10. 
Cares, 753, 764, 768, 785, 790, 972, 980. 
Charity, 872, 880, 882, 19, 20, 892. 
Cheerfulness, 519, 803, 820, 837, 922, 1109, 885, 

See Joy. 
Children, 1019-1042, 237, 205. 
Child-like spirit, 221, 855, 698, 876. 
Christ :— 

Advent at Birth, 461-482, 163. 

Advocate, 249, 523, 632, 1070, 624. 

Ascension, 44, 80, 114, 515-561. 

Captain of Salvation, 736, 783, 770, 786. 

Character, 483-499, 74-77. 

Corner-stone, 195, 257, 337, 998, 1001, 1002. 

Crucifixion, 501-513, 1060, 1106. 

Desire of Nations, 1115, 1136, 1146, 1150, 
1156, 1220-1223. 

Divinity, 424, 551, 447, 463-465, 47°, 47*i 476. 

Example, 483-489, 864, 856, 184. 

Friend, 804, 808, 814, 823, 843, 820. 

Hiding-place, 658, 905, 907, 513. 

Humanity, 299, 463, 969, 864, 483-499. 

Immanuel, 464, 470, 794, 812, 859. 

King, 516, 537, 547, 553, 74-77. 

Lamb, 513, 536, 561, 621, 529, 678, 710, 1044, 
1086. 

Life, Incidents of, 483-489. 

Lord our Righteousness,' 865, 1049, 621, 626, 

640, 611, 687, 920. 
Love, 485, 490, 510, 511, 543, 558. 
Mediator, 1106, 541, 613, 621, 632. 
Priest, 185, 541, 523, 544, 634, 299. 
Prince ot Glory, 502, 540, 550, 44, 45. 
Prince of Peace, 529, 461-466, 473. 
Prophet, 483, 487, 497, 481. 
Refuge, 638, 684, 444, 729, 735, 750, 779, 809 

907. 



2/4 INDEX OF 

Resurrection of, 515-561, 43-46. 
Rock of Ages, 1089, 1151, 392, 865. 
Shepherd, 33-42, 284, 769, 923, 852, 
Sufferings, 32, 115, 500-514, 920. 
Sun of Righteousness, 261, 280, 25, 858, 
1123. 

Way, Truth, and Life, 532, 492, 773. 
Wisdom, 517. 390, 46s, 642, 436, 147. 
Word, 447, 470, 424. 
Christians : — 

Conflicts, 705-735. 
Duties, 924-948. 
Encouragements, 734-791. 
Fellowship, 1007-1021. 
Graces, 866-893. 
Love for the Saviour, 792-865. 
Privileges, 894-923. 
Church : — 

Afflicted, 126, 73, 132, 93, 1149. 

Beloved of God, 77-79, 81-83, 993, 904, 149, 

226, 460. 
Institutions of, 984-1006, 81-83. 
Missions and Progress of, 1111-1168, 112, 

uQ-123, 170. 
Ordinances of,- 1022-1110. 
Revival of, 219, 1123, 1127, 1132, 1154, 1163, 

576, 59°- 

Triumph of, 81-83, 112, 119-123, 169, 1143, 
1166, 993. 

Unity of, 1001, 1004, 1007-1021. 

Uniting with, — See Lord's S tipper. 
Close of Worship, 343-376. 
Comforter — See Holy Spirit. 
Communion of Christians : — 

With each other — See Fellowship. 

With God, 296-323, 1020, 1045-1110, 846. 
Communion of Saints, 1001, 1014, 1017, 536, 333, 

1075, 1102. 
Completeness in Christ, 897, 741, 788. 
Confession, 58. — See Repentance. 
Confidence, 632, 737, 760, 769, 790, 865. 
Conflict with Sin, 705-735, 4, 65. 
Conformity to Christ, 483-499, 720, 822, 873, 856. 
Conscience, 895, 612, 614, 621. 
Consecration : — ■ * 

Of Possessions, 936, 939, 1090. 

Of Self, 1090, 192, 931, 502, 726, 701, 678-704. 
Consistency, 1, 19, 46, 483-499, 873. 
Consolations — See A fflictions. 
Constancy, 745, 765, 769, 780, 701. 
Contentment, 38, 868, 221, 856, 874, 898, 922. 
Conversion — See Regeneration. 
Conviction — See Law. 
Corner-stone, 195, 257, 337, 998, 1002. 
Courage, 736-79 1 , 942. 
Covenant, 740, 910, 918, 908, 789. 
Creation, 9, 10, 25, 27, 59, 177, 391, 406, 417, 436. 
Cross : — 

Bearing, 746, 748, 488, 491, 744, 780, 1103. 
Glorying in, 1105, 1103, 644, 502, 773, 780. 



SUBJECTS. 

Salvation by, 644, 509, 512, 628, 634, 637, 641 
644. 

Crucifixion of Christ, 501-513. 
Death, 1169-1206, 66, 67, 152-154. 
Decrees, 394, 398, 401, 402, 415. 
Dedication : — ■ • 

Of Church — See Sanctuary . 

Of Self — See Consecration. 
Delay, 667, 671, 665, 660, 646, 649. 
Dependence : — 

On Providence, 789, 410, 408, 432,441,444, 
448. 

On Grace, 857, 834, 589, 608, 616, 621, 623, 

628, 639, 698. 
Depravity— See Lost State of Man. 
Despondency, 130 — See Encouragement. 
Devotion — See Prayer. 
Diligence— See Activity. 
Doubt — See Encouragement . 
Doxologies,/^^ 479, 480, 490-492. 
Earnestness — See Activity.' 
Earnest of the Spirit, 570, 574, 582, 591, 596. 
Election, 855, 394, 402, 415, 854. 
Encouragements, 101, 736-791. 
Energy — See Activity. 
Eternity, 1185, 1198, 1183, I22 4- 
Evening, 5, 344, 350, 352, 354, 356, 359, 364, 374, 

376. 

Exaltation of Christ, 515-561. 
Example : — 

Of Christ, 184, 483-489, 856, 864. 

Of Christians, 1013, 873, 891, 489. 
Faint-heartedness, 37— See Encouragements. '< 
Faith : — See Confidence and Trust. 

Gift of God, 885, 759, 566, 577, 589, 735, 639, 
640. 

Instrument in Justification, 662, 621, 889, 891, 

918, 609, 637. 
Power of, 865, 867, 870, 887, 790, 749. 
m Pra}-er for, 878, 740, 749, 758, 1242. 
Faithfulness of God, 14, 431, 405, 410, 440, 444, 

75o, 757i 775»789- 
Fall of Man— See Lost State of Man. 
Family, 1022, 1030, 1010, 1029. 
Fasting, 1290, 1283, 73, 126, 133. 
Father, God our— See God. 
Fearfulness, 736-791. 

Fellowship, 1007-1021, 1075, 872, 882, 891, 70, 223. 
Fidelity, 88*2, 873, 615, 871, 931. 
Forbearance : — 

Divine, 397, 645, 649, 667, 676, 722. 
' Christian, 184, 491, 875, 880, 1013. 
Forgiveness : — 

Of Sin, 88-90 — See Repentance. 

Of Injuries, 184, 791, 489, 875, 880, 929, 1013. 
Formality, 19, 169, 655, 576, 886, 486. 
Friend, Christ our, 804, 808, 486, 814, 820, 823, 
. 843. 

Friends in heaven — See Heaven. 
Funeral— See Burial and Death. 



INDEX OF 

Future Punishment, 1225, 1210, 1212, 1213, 1216, 
646. 

Gentleness, 876, 869, 880, 882, 489, 491. 
Gethsemane, 500, 504, 514. 
Glory of God — See God. 
Glorying in the Cross — See Cross. 
God :— 

Attributes, 392-460, 324-342, 63. 
Being, 391, 392, 406, 415, 426. 
Benevolence, 404, 408, 410, 418, 425, 439, 448. 
Compassion, 171-176, 416, 827, 631, 510, 625, 
642. 

Condescension, 486, 9, 10, 189, 454, 377, 416, 
625, 631. 

Creator, 10, 59, 453, 25, 173, 391, 406, 417, 436. 
Eternity, 392, 152-154, 158, 4*9, 447, 458. 
Faithfulness, 405, 431, 14, 324, 410, 444, 775, 

757, 789. " " „ 
Father, 434, 624, 420, 428, 894, 910, 916, 918. 
Forbearance, 397, 645, 649, 667, 676, 722. 
Glory, 25, 27, 329, 391, 416, 399, 437, 454. 
Goodness, 404, 408, 410, 418, 425, 439, 448 
Grace, 330, 438, 440, 920, 632, 631, 626, 623, 

638, 418. 
Holiness, 433, 437, 450, 459. 
Infinity, 386, 398, 401, 403, 429, 430. 
Jehovah, 458, 341, 242, 396, 454. 
Justice, 327, 416, 402, 63, 331. 
Love, 456, 425, 430, 439-441, 445. 
Majesty, 332, 249, 336, 420, 422. 
Mercy, 151, 192, 394, 920, 440, 424, 739, 631. 
Mystery, 432, 396, 398, 400, 403, 415, 430. 
Omnipotence, 413, 443, 444, 54, 336, 339, 214, 

158. 

Omnipresence, 393, 323, 399, 412, 427, 428, 
799- 

Omniscience, 159, 232, 421, 427, 428, 716. 
Patience, 397, 645, 649, 667, 676, 722. 
Pity, 171-176, 510, 827, 631, 625. 
Providence, 432, 155, 339, 214, 415, 446, 408, 
400, 768. 

Saviour, 263, 552, 837, 555, 625, 639. 
Sovereignty, 166, 167, 336, 394, 401, 402, 430. 
Supremacy, 166, 328, 336, 412, 420, 249, 458. 
Trinity, 459, 395, 442, 449, 452, 455. 
Truth, 43I , 405, 771, 789-791. 
Unchangeableness, 760, 757, 431, 444, 769, 
_ 775, 14, 324, 747- 

Unsearchableness, 396, 432, 398, 400, 403, 
415, 43°- 

Wisdom, 25, 436, 329, 439, 769, 377. 
Gospel — See Atonement. 
Grace, 917, 623, 920, 840, 773, 675, 638. 
Graces, Christian, 866-893. 

Gratitude, 192, 866, 889, 171-175, 839, 238, 408, 

410, 438, 446. 
Grave, 1179, n3i, 1205. 
Grieving the Spirit, 571, 590, 647, 649, 667. 
Growth in Grace, 943, 917, 883, 879, 885, 847, 818, 

803, 755, 487, 493- 



SUBJECTS. 275 

Guidance, Divine, 367, 369, 954, 977, 365, 848, 

868, 769, 37. 
Happiness, 803, 820, 837, 922, 885. 
Harvest, 407, 1279, 109. 
Hearing the Word, 385, 377, 390, 197-205. 
H eart : — 

Change of, 608, 565, 578, 588, 593. 
Deceitfulness of, 611, 612, 620, 705, 712, 715, 
89. 

Searching of, 598, 576, 716, 728, 705, 711, 733. 
Surrender of, 700, 703, 720, 726, 681, 695, 90. 
Heaven : — 1227-1276. 

Christ there, 1272, 1273, 1211, 1222, 1228, 
1230, 1246. 

Friends there, 451, 1169, 1177, 1x91, 1201, 
1244, 1271. 

Home there, 1252-1254, 1259, 1269, 1276, 1271, 
1191. 

Rest there, 1188, 1192, 1232, 1234, 1239, 1256, 
1274, 1259. 
Hell — See Future Ptmishment. 
Heirship with Christ, 891, 894, 904, 916. 
Hiding-place— See Christ. 
Holiness : — 

Of Christians, 890, 720, 822, 873, 879, 916. 

Of God, 433, 437, 450, 459. 
Holy Scriptures — See Bible. 
Holy Spirit : — 562-602. 

Divine, 562, 567, 575, 581, 594. 

Grieved, 571, 590, 647, 649, 667. 

Striving, 570, 576, 565, 647, 669. 

Witnessing, 570, 574, 582, 591, 596. 
Home— See Family or Heaven. 
Home Missions, 1124, 1127, 1133, 1134, 1138, 1142, 

1144. 
Hope :— 

Under Affliction, 949, 952, 956, 965, 978, 982. 

Under Conviction, 611, 614, 621, 625, 639, 
672, 710, 678. 

Under Despondency, 950, 954, 960, 965, 972, 
980, 71, 736-791. 

[n Death, 739, 22, 1172, 1182, 1199, 1204, 
1211, 1235. 
Humiliation — See Fasting. 
Humility, 221, 874-876, 869, 883. 
Immanuel — See Christ. 
Immortality, 150, 1211, 739, 619, 1183. 
Importunity, 317, 322, 1072, 1083. 
Imputation, 699, 513, 621, 626, 632, 687. 
Incarnation, 424, 390, 447, 464, 470, 631. 
Infants — See Children. 
Ingratitude, 712, 716, 676, 645, 650. 
Inspiration, 202, 379, 388, 389, 390. 
Installation, 985, 997, 1005, 1112. 
Intercession of Christ, 299, 315, 319, 185, 523, 
544, 6 34- 

Invitations of the Gospel, 645-676. 

Jehovah— See God. 

Jews, 16, 1167, 1168, 1143, 1116. 

joining the Church— See Lord's Suj>j>er. 



2/6 INDEX OF 



Joy, 519, 888, 885, 837, 820, 817, 559. 
Judgment Day, 85, 1207-1226. 
Justice — See God. 

Justification— See Atonement and Faith. 

Kindness — See Brotherly Love. 

Kingdom of Christ: — See Millen?iium. 
Prayed for, 1128, 1136, 1150, 1153, 1159* 
Progress of, 992, 1115, 1126, 1146, ir6r. 

Labor — See Activity. 

Lamb of God — See Christ. 

Law of God : — 

And Gospel, 25-29, 200, 203, 609, 613, 621, 
634, 624. 

Conviction under, 699, 687, 628, 616, 614, 
677-704. 

Liberality, 70, 925, 936, 940, 948, 187. 
Life :— 

Brevity of, 66, 1169, 1187, 1196, 1206. 

Object of, 1177, 932, 619, 668, 392, 606. 

Solemnity of, 152-154, 615, 1181, 665. 

Uncertainty of, 1185, 1198, 1204, 671. 
Likeness to Christ — See Conformity. 
Little Things, 884, 871, 926. 
Longing :— 

For God, 125, 105, 281, 283, 293, 137-146. 

For Christ, 262, 817, 799, 821, 1150, 1153, 
1211, 1220, 1223. 

For Heaven, 1199, 800, 1183, 1193, 1238, 1264, 
1276. 

Long-suffering — See Forbearance. 
Looking to Jesus, 47, 208, 824, 841, 844. 
Lord's Day — See Sabbath. 
Lord's Prayer, 373. 
Lord's Supper, 1043-1110. 
Lord our Righteousness — See Christ. 
Lost State of Man, 603-620, 18, 89. 
Love : — 

Of God— See God. 

Of Christ— See Christ. 

Of Holy Spirit, 579, 565, 574, 5S6. 

For God, 23, 124, 394, 410, 872, 451. 

For the Saviour, 792-865, 911. 

For Saints, 1007-1021 — See Brotherly Love. 

For Souls, 643, 658, 928, 935, 1144. 

For the Church, 229, 999, 1001, 1017. 
Loving-kindness, 636, 755. 
Lukewarmness — See Formality. 
Majesty of God — See God. 
Man— See Lost State. 
Marriage, 1282, 1007. 
Martyrs, 758, 749, 1194, 947, 751. 
Mediator — See Christ. 
Mediatorial Reign — See Kingdo7n. 
Meditation, 260,' 312, 157, 298, 496, 793. 
Meekness, 876, 869, 880, 882, 489, 491. 
Mercifulness, 184, 491, 875, 880/1013. 
Mercy— See God. 
Mercy-seat, 302, 300, 297, 310, 323. 
Millennium, 116, 161, 262, 993, 999, 1001, 1136, 
1143, 1146, 1159, 1218-1223. 



SUBJECTS. 

Ministry :— See Pastor. 

Commission, 984, 997, 1005, 1112. 

Convocation, 988, 997, 1122, 1112. 

Installation, 985, 990, 1005. 

Prayer for, 987, 990, 1127, 1112. 
Miracles, 499, 927. 
Missions, 1111-1168, 119-123. 
Missionaries, 945, 1006, 1112, 1120, 1140. 
Morning, 6, 25-27, 96, 104, 105, 183, 259, 256. 
Mortalhy — See Death and Life. 
Mysteries of Providence, 432, 398, 400, 415, 430, 

434, 95°, 953, 4° 8 - 
National, 31, 1280, 1281, 1291, 1289. 
Nature, the Material Universe : — 

Beauties of, 25-27, 391, 407, 417, 436, 380, 451. 

God seen in, 25, 59, 406, 416, 426, 429, 423, 

45*. 
Nearness : — 

To God, 846, 799, 399, 714. 

To Heaven, 1186, 1227, 1231, 1244. 
Needful, One Thing, 698, 604, 834, 645. 
New Song, The, 267, 333, 527, 536. 
New Year, 1277, 12 %5i 1288, 1293. 
Night — See Fvening. 
Old Age, 117, 789, 1169, 1187, 1244. 
kk Old, old Story," 131, 642, 643. 
Omnipotence — See God. 
Omnipresence — See God. 
Omniscience — See God. 
Opening of Service, 250-342. 
Oppressed, 12, 72, 98, 106, 132, 136. 
Ordinances, 1022-1110. 
Ordination — See Ministry. 
Orphans, 914, 925. 
Pardon — See Forgiveness. 
Parting, 1019, 353, 362, 368, 365. 
Pastor : — See Ministry. 

Prayed for, 990, 987, 1003. 

Sought, 989, 945, 1006. 

Welcomed, 985, 1005, 1112. 

Death of— See Btirial. 
Patience, 949, 959, 968, 973, 980. 
Peace : — 

Christian, 760, 895, 912, 914, 922 . 

National, 1280, 31, ior, 93, 126. 
Peace-makers, 869, 70, 234, 224. 
Penitence — See Repentance. 
Pentecost, 5^9, 577, 580, 594, 588. 
Perseverance, 920, 918, 901, 906, 899, 903. 
Pestilence, 1283, 1290, 750. 
k ' Pilgrim Fathers," 1292. 

Pilgrim-spirit, 822, 488, 1251, 755, 1183, 1244, 

1253. 

Pity of God, 174, 510, 625, 631, 827. 

Pleasures, Worldly, 701, 685, 603, 6io, 645, 619, 

617, 649. 
Poor, 925, 930, 937, 936, 939. 
Praise, 265, 803, 772, 324-342. 
Prayer, 296-323. 
Preaching — See Ministry. 



INDEX OF 



Predestination — See Election. 
Pride — See Humility. 
Procrastination — See Delay. 
Prodigal Son, 703, 35, 40, 708, 654. 
Profession — See Lord's Supper. 
Progress — See Growth in Grace. 
Promises, 405, 431, 726, 765, 757, 789. 
Providence— See God. 
Purity, 890, 720, 822, 873, 879, 916. 
Punishment of Wicked — See Future Punish- 
ment. 

Race, Christian, 743, 737, 784, 767. 
Receiving Christ, 676-704. 
Redemption — See Atonement. 
Refuge — See Christ. 
Regeneration : — 

Necessary, 607, 608, 612, 620. 

Prayed for, 595, 592, 598, 600, 720. 

Wrought by God, 608, 593, 578, 589. 
Renunciation of the World, 701, 685, 610, 649, 
Repentance, 676-704, 86-90. 
Resignation, 949-983. 
Rest, 193, 1274, 1236, 1259, 1188. 
Resurrection : — 

Of Christ— See Christ. 

Of Believers, 22, 150, 1211, 739, 619, 1183, 
1199, 1177, i2°5. 
Retirement— See Meditation. 
Return to God, 703, 35, 40, 708, 654. 
Revival, 73, 1123, 1127, 1132, 1154, 1163, 576, 590. 
Riches, 84, 1289, 927, 939, 946. 
Righteousness, Robe of, 626, 632, 1040, 687, 920. 
Rock of Ages, 1089, 1151, 392, 735, 765', 865. 
Sabbath, 250-295, 134, 196, 210. 
Sabbath-School— See Children, 
Sacraments, 1022-1 no. 
Sailors, 182, 828, 1284, 409. 
Salvation, 147 — See Atonement . 
Sanctification — See Growth in Grace. 
Sanctuary : — 

Corner-stone, 195, 257, 337, 998, 1002. 

Dedication, 222, 086, 991, 995. 

Love for, 229, 268, 293, 137-146. 
Satan, 783, 734, 736, 761. 
Saviour — See God. 
Science, 383, 389— See Nature. 
Scriptures— See Bible. 
Seamen, 182, 828, 1284, 409. 
Self-deception— See Heart. 
Self-dedication — See Consecration. 
Self-denial, 871, 603, 610, 744, 944. 
Self-examination, 50, 598, 576, 716, 728, 705, 711, 

Self-renunciation — See Consecration. 
Self-righteousness, 616, 621, 609, 687. 
Sensibility— See Weeping. 
Shepherd— See Christ. 
Sickness, 55, 56, 23, 192, 056, 172. 
Sin :— 

Indwelling— See Con/lid. 



SUBJECTS. 277 

Original— See Lost State 0/ Man. 

Conviction of— See Law and Hope. 
Sincerity, 24, 20, 655, 873, 879, 886. 
Soldier, Christian, 736, 744, 762, 770, 783. 
Soul of Man — See Immortality. 
Souls, Love for — See Love. 
Sovereignty — See God. 
Spirit — See Holy Spirit. 
Spring, 109, 407, 451, 429. 
Star of Bethlehem, 467, 477. 
Steadfastness, 785, 735, 742, 747, 759, 762, 769, 
789. 

Storm, 54, 409, 423, 413, 432, 182. 

Strength, as days, 981, 777, 742, 717. 

Submission, 949-983. 

Summer, 407, i8r, 418, 410. 

Sun of Righteousness — See Christ. 

Sympathy— See Brotherly Love. 

" Te Deum," 248, 332, 420, p. 267. 

Temperance, 934, 880, 873, 928. 

Temptation — See Conflict. 

Thanksgiving, 448, 171, 172, 178-181, 238, 247. 

Time — See Life. 

To-day, 663, 660, 667, 606, 1186. 

To-morrow, 665, 671, 660. 

Trials, 973, 966, 744, 753, 758, 767. 

Irinity— See God. 

Trust:— 

In Christ, 726, 621, 662, 639, 657, 687, 745, 57. 

In Providence, 13, 214, 57, 61, 750, 214, 779, 
Tr , 775, 785, 155- 
Unbelief— See Faith or Conflict. 
Union of Saints : — 

To Christ, 835, 906, 1075, 513, 740. 

To each other, 1075, 1 007-1021. 

In Heaven and on Earth, 1014, 1017, ioi8 t 
993, 1001, 1004. 
Vows, Christian, 95, 1033, 1062, 1061, 1088, 1090, 
1 106. 

Waiting — See Patience. 

Wandering— See Backsliding. 

War — See Peace. 

Warfare, Christian— See Soldier. 

Warnings — See Invitations. 

Watchfulness, 761, 738, 763, 778. 

Way of Salvation, 603-704. 

Wealth— See Riches. 

Weeping, 216, 658, 766. 

Winds, God in the, 413, 412, 182. 

Winter, 423, 407, 411. 

Wisdom — See God. 

Witness — See Holy Spirit. 

Word of God— See Bible. 

Worldliness — See Pleasures. 

Wrath — See Future Punishment. 

Year, Opening and Closing, 1277, 1278, 1285- 

1288, 1293, 1294. 
Zeal — See Activity. 
Zion — See Church. 



INDEX OF FIRST LINES. 

[THE NUMBERS REFER TO HYMNS.] 



HYMN.' 

Abba, Father, hear thy child 892 

Abide with me ! Fast falls the eventide. . 350 

According to thy gracious word 1068 

A charge to keep I have 615 

Acquaint thyself quickly, O sinner 668 

A few more years shall roll 1187 

Again our earthly cares we leave 264 

Against a wicked nation, Lord 72 

Alas ! and did my Saviour bleed 505 

Alas ! what hourly dangers rise 718 

All glory, laud, and honor 516 

All hail the power of Jesus' name * . . . 535 

All people that on earth do dwell 107 

All praise to thee, eternal Lord 471 

Along my earthly way 965 

Always with us. always with us 826 

Amazing grace ! how sweet the sound 623 

Am I a soldier of the cross 744 

Amid thy wrath remember love 65 

A mighty fortress is our God 444 

Among the men of might 135 

A mother may forgetful be 994 

And can it be that I should gain 920 

And canst thou, sinner ! slight 661 

And dost thou say, "Ask what thou wilt ? " 301 

And is there, Lord, a rest 1192 

And is the time approaching 1143 

And will the God of grace 136 

Angels rejoiced and sweetly sung 472 

Another day has passed along 349 

Another six days' work is done 255 

A parting hymn we sing 1077 

A pilgrim through this lonely world 488 

Approach, my soul ! the mercy-seat 691 

Are all the foes of Zion fools 92 

Arise, my soul, arise ! 632 

Arise, O King of grace ! arise 222 

Arise, ye saints, arise ! 101 

Arm of the Lord ! awake, awake 1117 

Around the Saviour's lofty throne 534 

Ascend thy throne, almighty King 1128 

Asleep in Jesus ! blessed sleep ! 1174 



HYMN. 

Assembled at thy great command 1123 

As oft with worn and weary feet. ......... 864 

As, panting in the sultry beam 281 

As pants the hart for cooling streams . 71 

As the hart with eager looks 291 

As when in silence vernal showers 572 

At evening time let there be light 982 

At the Lamb's high feast we sing 1086 

At thy command, our dearest Lord 1047 

Awake, and sing the song 267 

Awake, awake the sacred song 424 

Awaked by Sinai's awful sound 607 

Awake, my heart, arise, my tongue 626 

Awake, my soul, and with the sun 256 

Awake, my soul ! lift up thine eyes 738 

Awake, my soul, stretch every nerve. .... 743 

Awake, my soul, to joyful lay's 636 

Awake, my soul, to sound his praise 183 

Awake, our souls ! away, our fears 737 

Awake, ye saints ! and raise your eyes . . . 1287 

Awake, ye saints, awake ! 275 

Away from earth my spirit turns 802 

Before Jehovah's awful throne 166 

Before the heavens were spread abroad. . . 470 
Begin, my tongue, some heavenly theme . 431 

Begone, unbelief, my Saviour is near 790 

Behold a Stranger at the door 650 

Behold, how good a thing it is 223 

Behold me unprotected stand 235 

Behold, O God, what cruel foes 132 

Behold the expected time draw near 1114 

Behold the glories of the Lamb 1228 ? 

Behold ! the lofty sky 27 • 

Behold ! the morning sun 26 

Behold, the mountain of the Lord 1219 

Behold the Saviour of mankind 506 . 

Behold the sure foundation-stone 195 

Behold the throne of grace 319 

Behold the western evening light ! 1195 

Behold us, Lord, and let our cry. 93 

Behold what wondrous grace. . . , 916 



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INDEX OF FIRST LINES. 



HYMN 

Behold, where, in a mortal form 487 

Be joyful in God, all ye lands of the earth. 458 

Beneath our feet and o'er our head 1196 

Be still, my heart ! these anxious cares. . . . 980 

Be tranquil, O my soul 96S 

Beyond the smiling and the weeping 1276 

Beyond the starry skies 548 

Ble'ssed are the sons of God 891 

Blessed are they that undefiled 197 

Blessed fountain, full of grace 857 

Blessed Salem, long expected 999 

Blessed Saviour ! thee I love 853 

Bless, O my soul ! the living God 175 

Bless ye the Lord with solemn rite 225 

Blest are the pure in heart 890 

Blest are the souls that hear and know 386 

Blest be the dear, uniting love 1016 

Blest be the Lord, who heard my prayer.. 53 

Blest be the tie that binds 1019 

Blest be thou, O God of Israel 1289 

Blest Comforter divine ! 595 

Blest day ! when our ascended Lord 569 

Blest feast of love divine 1079 

Blest hour ! when mortal man retires 298 

Blest is the man whose softening heart 70 

Blest is the man, who shuns the place. . ... 1 

Blest Jesus ! when my soaring thoughts. . 807 
Blest morning ! whose young dawning rays 538 

Blest the man who fears Jehovah .". 218 

Blow ye the trumpet, blow. 633 

Bread of heaven ! on thee we feed 1085 

Brethren, while we sojourn here 734 

Bride of the Lamb, awake, awake ! 1221 

Brief life is here our portion 1263 

Bright and joyful is the morn 465 

Brightest and best of the sons of the 477 

Bright King of Glorj', dreadful God 528 

Brightly gleams our banner 781 

Broad is the road that leads to death 603 

By cool Siloam's shady rill 1037 

By faith in Christ I walk with God 867 

By what means shall a young man learn. . 204 

Call Jehovah thy salvation 779 

Calm me, my God, and keep me calm 875 

Calm on the listening ear of night 474 

Can guilty man, indeed, believe 159 

Can sinners hope for heaven 617 

Cast thy bread upon the waters 938 

Cast thy burden on the Lord 972 

Cease, ye mourners, cease to languish 1201 

Child of sin and sorrow 665 

Children of light ! arise and shine 787 

Children of the heavenly King 772 

Chosen not for good in me 854 

Christ, above all glory seated ! 1102 

Christ is made the sure foundation 998 

Christ is our Corner-stone 1002 

Christ, of all my hopes the Ground 860 



HYMN. 

Christ, the Lord, is risen again 522 

Christ, the Lord, is risen to-day, Our 520 

Christ, the Lord, is risen to-day, Sons 518 

Christ. w T hose glory fills the skies 289 

Church of the ever-living God 993 

Come, blessed Spirit ! source of light 564 

Come, Desire of nations, come ! 1136 

Come, divine and peaceful Guest 601 

Come, every pious heart 558 

Come, gracious Lord, descend and dwell . 254 

Come, gracious Spirit, heavenly Dove 568 

Come, happy souls, approach your God . . 543 

Come, Holy Ghost, Creator, come 578 

Come, Holy Ghost ! in love 574 

Come, Holy Ghost, my soul inspire 879 

Come, Holy Ghost ! our hearts inspire.... 583 

Come, Holy Spirit ! calm my mind 566 

Come, Holy Spirit, come ! Let 593 

Come, Holy Spirit, come, With 592 

Come, Holy Spirit, heavenly Dove ! 576 

Come in, thou blessed of the Lord 1009 

Come, Jesus, Redeemer, abide thou with. 838 

Come join, ye saints, with heart and voice. 788 

Come, kingdom of our God 1159 

Come let us anew our journey pursue 1288 

Come, let us join our cheerful songs 536 

Come, let us join our songs of praise 541 

Come, let us lift our joyful eyes 624 

Come, let us sing the song of songs 527 

Come, Lord, and tarry not ! 1153 

Come, my soul, thy suit prepare 321 

Come, O Creator Spirit blest 563 

Come, O my soul ! in sacred lays 329 

Come on, my partners in distress 784 

Come, sacred Spirit, from above 565 

Come, said Jesus' sacred voice 670 

Come, shout aloud the Father's grace 335 

Come, sound his praise abroad 336 

Come, Spirit, source of light 591 

Come, thou almighty King 442 

Come, thou Desire of all thy saints ! 262 

Come, thou Fount of every blessing 1043 

Come, thou long-expected Jesus 1150 

Come to Calvary's holy mountain 674 

Come, trembling sinner, in whose breast . 651 

Come, weary souls ! with sin distressed . . 648 

Come, we who love the Lord 265 

Come, ye disconsolate, where'er ye 664 

Come, ye sinners, poor and wretched 675 

Come, ye thankful people, come 1279 

Come, ye that know and fear the Lord 425 

Come, ye that love the Saviour's name . . . 263 

Complete in thee ! no work of mine 897 

Creator Spirit, by whose aid 567 

Cross, reproach, and tribulation ! 1103 

Crown his head with endless blessing 552 

Crown him with many crowns 547 

Daughter of Zion! awake from thy sadness. 478 



INDEX OF FIRST LINES. 



281 



HYMN. 

Day of judgment ! day of wonders 1216 

Dearest of all the names above 812 

Dear Father, to thy mercy-seat 314 

Dear Jesus, let thy pitying eye 1036 

Dear Lord, amid the throng that pressed.. 1060 

Dear Lord and Master mine 819 

Dear Refuge of my weary soul 809 

Dear Saviour, ever at my side 1034 

Dear Saviour, if these lambs should stray. 1029 

Dear Saviour ! we are thine 1075 

Dear Saviour, when my thoughts recall. . . 719 

Deep in our hearts let us record 115 

Delay not, delay not, O sinner, draw near. 667 

Depth of mercy ! — can there be 722 

Did Christ o'er sinners weep 658 

Dismiss us with thy blessing, Lord 345 

Disowned of heaven, by man oppressed . . 1168 

Does the Gospel word proclaim 727 

Do not I love thee, O my Lord 911 

Draw near, O Holy Dove, draw near 1057 

Dread Jehovah ! God of nations ! 1290 

Early, my God, without delay 104 

Earth has engrossed my love too long 1246 

Earth has nothing sweet or fair 858 

Earth's transitory things decay 900 

Enthroned on high, almighty Lord ! 588 

Ere God had built the mountains 517 

Ere to the world again we go 346 

Eternal God, celestial King ! 96 

Eternal Source of every joy 407 

Eternal Spirit, God of truth 585 

Eternal Spirit, we confess 562 

Eternal Sun of righteousness 261 

Eternal Wisdom T thee we praise 436 

Everlasting arms of love 775 

Fade, fade, each earthly joy 849 

Fading, still fading, the last beam is 376 

Faint not, Christian ! though the road 774 

Faith adds new charms to earthly bliss . . . 887 

Far as thy name is known 83 

Far from my heavenly home 230 

Far from my thoughts, vain world, begone 793 

Far from the world, O Lord, I flee 260 

Father, hear the prayer we offer 942 

Father, how wide thy glory shines 416 

Father ! I long, I faint, to see 1233 

Father of glory ! to thy name 435 

Father of heaven, whose love profound . . 395 

Father of mercies, bow thine ear 987 

Father of mercies ! in thy word 387 

Father of mercies ! send thy grace 882 

Father, thy thoughts are peace towards me 908 

Father! whate'er of earthly bliss 874 

Fear not, O little flock, the foe 786 

Firm as the earth thy gospel stands 903 

Fools in their hearts believe and say 18 

For all thy saints, O God 1194 



HYMN. 

For a season called to part 353 

" Forbid them not," the Saviour cried .... 1031 

For ever here my rest to8o 

For ever with the Lord ! 1183 

For me to live is Christ 822 

For the mercies of the day 355 

For thee, O dear, dear country 1268 

Forth from the dark and stormy sky 279 

For what shall I praise thee, my God 839 

Fountain of grace, rich, full, and free 739 

Fount of everlasting love 1163 

From all that dwell below the skies 328 

From Calvary a cry was heard 503 

From day to day, before our eyes 1126 

From deep distress and troubled thoughts 682 

From every stormy wind that blows. 302 

From every earthly pleasure 272 

From Greenland's icy mountains mi 

From the cross uplifted high 641 

From the recesses of a lowly spirit 375 

From the table now retiring noo 

Gently, Lord, oh, gently lead us 365 

Gently, my Saviour, let me down 1172 

Give me the wings of faith, to rise 1237 

Give to our God immortal praise 227 

Give to the Lord, ye sons of fame 54 

Give to the winds thy fears 756 

Give thanks to God — he reigns above 180 

Give thanks to God, invoke his name 178 

Glorious things of thee are spoken 1151 

Glory be to God on high 249 

Glory be to the Father, and to the Son ... 371 

Glory, glory to our King 554 

Glory to God on high 561 

Glory to God the Father be 581 

Glory to God ! whose witness-train 749 

Glory to thee, my God, this night 347 

God by himself hath sworn 342 

God calling yet ! shall I not hear "649 

God eternal, Lord of all ! 248 

God guard the poor ! we may not see 930 

God, in his earthly temple, lays 149 

God, in the gospel of his Son 377 

God is love ; his mercy brightens 439 

God is my strong salvation 771 

God is near thee 978 

God is our refuge and our strength 79 

God is the refuge of his saints 78 

God knows the sorrows of his saints 95 

God merciful and righteous is 193 

God moves in a mysterious way 432 

God, my King, thy might confessing 441 

God, my supporter, and my hope 124 

God of mercy ! God of grace 723 

God of my life, to thee belong 397 

God of my life ! thy boundless grace 680 

God of my mercy and my praise ! 184 

God of our salvation ! hear us 368 



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INDEX OF FIRST LINES. 



HYMN. 

God of the universe, to thee 996 

God's glory is a wondrous thing 754 

God's law is perfect, and converts 29 

God will I bless all times ; bis praise 60 

God with us ! oh, glorious name 464 

Go, labor on ; spend and be spent 924 

Go, labor on, while it is day 928 

Go, worship at Immanuel's feet 797 

Grace ! 'tis a charming sound 917 

Gracious Spirit, Love divine ! 596 

Great God ! attend, while Zion sings 146 

Great God ! how infinite art thou 419 

Great God, how oft did Israel prove 131 

Great God, now condescend 1024 

Great God ! this sacred day of thine 277 

Great God, to thee my evening song 344 

Great God ! we sing that mighty hand 1293 

Great God, what do I see and near ! 1210 

Great God, when I approach thy throne . . 628 

Great God ! whose universal sway 122 

Great is the Lord ; — his works of might. . . i8fr 

Great is the Lord our God 82 

Great Lord of all thy churches ! hear 1127 

Great Redeemer, Friend of sinners ! 1261 

Great Ruler of all nature's frame 411 

Great Shepherd of thine Israel 133 

Guide me, O thou great Jehovah 367 

Had I the tongues of Greeks and Jews 872 

Had not the God of truth and love 213 

Hail, sovereign love, that formed the plan 638 

Hail the day that sees him rise 521 

Hail the night, all hail the morn 466 

Hail, thou bright and sacred morn 290 

Hail ! thou God of grace and glory ! 1147 

Hail, thou once despised Jesus 1044 

Hail to the brightness of Zion's glad 1160 

Hail to the Lord's anointed 120 

Hail, tranquil hour of closing day 309 

Hallelujah ! raise, oh, raise 188 

Hallelujah ! song of gladness 1000 

Happy is he who fears the Lord 187 

Happy the city where their sons 237 

Happy the heart where graces reign 881 

Happy the meek whose gentle breast 869 

Happy the souls to Jesus joined ion 

Hark ! hark, my soul ; angelic songs are. . 480 

Hark ! how the choral song of heaven 1233 

Hark ! my soul ! it is the Lord 1083 

Hark! ten thousand harps and voices .... 549 
Hark, the glad sound ! the Saviour comes. 473 

Hark ! the herald angels sing 461 

Hark ! the song of Jubilee 1135 

Hark ! the sound of angel voices 1133 

Hark ! the sound of holy voices 1260 

Hark ! the voice of Jesus calling 1144 

Hark ! the voice of love and mercy 557 

Hark ! what mean those holy voices 481 

Hasten. Lord ! the glorious time 1165 



HYMN. 

Hasten, sinner ! to be wise 671 

Hear me, O Lord ! in my distress 236 

Hear me, O Lord ! regard my prayer 106 

Hear what God, the Lord, hath spoken. . . 1152 

Heavenly Father, sovereign Lord 251 

He dies ! — the friend of sinners dies ^25 

He has come ! the Christ of God 463 

He knelt, the Saviour knelt and prayed. . . 514 

He leadeth me ! oh, blessed thought 954 

He lives ! the great Redeemer lives 52^ 

Here I can firmly rest 918 

Here let us see thy face, O Lord 1055 

Here, O my Lord, I see thee face to face . 1071 

He that doth in the secret place 750 

He that goeth forth with weeping 216 

He that hath made his refuge God 155 

He that in God confideth 214 

He who on earth as man was known 540 

High in the heavens, eternal God 331 

Holy and reverend is the name 433 

Holy Father, hear my cry 449 

Holy Father, thou hast taught me 1104 

Holy Ghost, thou Source ot light ! 600 

Holy Ghost ! with light divine 598 

Holy, holy, holy Lord 450 

Holy, holy, holy, Lord God Almighty !. . . 459 

Holy Spirit, from on high 602 

Holy Spirit ! gently come 599 

Holy Spirit ! Lord "of light ! 597 

Hope of our hearts, O Lord, appear 1223 

How are thy servants blessed, O Lord . . . 409 

How beauteous are their feet 1005 

How beauteous, on the mountains 1112 

How beauteous were the marks divine . . . 498 

How blest are those, how truly wise 984 

How blest the righteous when he dies 1173 

How blest the sacred tie that binds 1007 

How calm and beautiful the morn 515 

How charming is the place 268 

How condescending and how kind 51c 

How did my heart rejoice to hear 209 

How excellent in all the earth 9 

How firm a foundation, ye saints of the ... 789 

How gentle God's commands 764 

How heavy is the night 620 

How helpless guilty nature lies 612 

How large the promise ! how divine 1038 

How long wilt thou conceal thy face 17 

How long wilt thou forget me 15 

How lovely and how fair 144 

How lovely are thy dwellings fair 139 

How lovely is thy dwelling-place 138 

How oft, alas ! this wretched heart 715 

How pleasant, how divinely fair 145 

How pleased and blessed was 1 211 

How precious is the book divine 202 

How sad our state by nature is ! 611 

How shall the young secure their hearts. . 205 
How still and peaceful is the grave 11 79 



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HYMN. 

How sweet and awful is the place 1064 

How sweet, how heavenly is the sight 1010 

How sweetly flowed the gospel sound 497 

How sweet the melting lay 318 

How sweet the name of Jesus sounds 814 

How sweet to leave the world awhile 304 

How swift the torrent rolls 1185 

How tedious and tasteless the hours 831 

How tender is thy hand 963 

How vain is all beneath the skies ! 1204 

I am coming to the cross 726 

I ask not now for gold to gild 975 

I bless the Christ of God 889 

I bless thee, Lord, for sorrows sent 952 

I build on this foundation 1109 

I cannot always trace the way 953 

I feed by faith on Christ ; my bread 1059 

If God is mine, then present things 904 

If human kindness meets return 1067 

If on our daily course our mind 871 

If thou impart thyself to me 902 

If, through unruffled seas 966 

If you cannot on the ocean 1145 

I have a home above 1191 

I have entered the valley of blessing 922 

I heard the voice of Jesus say 483 

I hear the Saviour say 639 

I hear the words of love 760 

I hear thy welcome voice 640 

I hear thy word with love 28 

I know no life divided 835 

I know that my Redeemer lives 539 

I lay my sins on Jesus 836 

I'll praise my Maker with my breath 239 

I'll speak the honors of my King 74 

I love the sacred Book of God . . . . 382 

I love thy kingdom, Lord 229 

I love to steal awhile away 312 

I love to tell the story 643 

I'm a pilgrim, and I'm a stranger 1251 

I'm but a stranger here 1253 

I'm not ashamed to own my Lord .... 745 

In all my vast concerns with thee 427 

In anger, Lord, rebuke me not. 7 

I need thee every hour „ 698 

I need thee, precious Jesus 834 

In every trying hour 915 

In evil long I took delight 508 

In heavenly love abiding 769 

In Judah, God of old was known 128 

Inspirer and hearer of prayer 832 

In the Christian's home in glory 1274 

In the cross of Christ I glory 1105 

In the dark and cloudy day 971 

In thy great loving kindness, Lord ....... 86 

In time of fear, when trouble's near 752 

In time of tribulation 130 

In vain our fancy strives to paint 1247 



HYMN. 

In vain we seek for peace with God 613 

I once was a stranger to grace and to God. 840 

I saw One hanging on a tree 508 

I saw the cross of Jesus 644 

I send the joys of earth away 685 

I sing the almighty power of God 429 

Isles of the South ! your redemption is 1162 

I stand on Zion's mount 765 

Is there ambition in my heart 877 

It came upon the midnight clear 482 

It is not death to die 1189 

It is thy hand, my God 967 

I to the hills will lift mine eyes 208 

I've found a friend ; oh, such a friend 804 

I waited for the Lord my God 69 

I waited patient for the Lord 68 

1 was a wandering sheep 40 

I will exalt thee, Lord 56 

I will extol thee, Lord, on high 55 

I would not live alway : I ask not to stay. 1169 

Jehovah God ! thy gracious power 428 

Jehovah reigns ; he dwells in light 158 

Jehovah reigns ; his throne is high 327 

Jerusalem! my happy home ! 1243 

Jerusalem on high 1275 

Jerusalem, the glorious ! 1264 

Jerusalem, the golden 1262 

Jesus, — and didst thou leave the sky 631 

Jesus ! and shall it ever be 1051 

Jesus, at whose supreme command 1069 

Jesus, blessed Mediator ! 1258 

Jesus calls us o'er the tumult 1098 

Jesus comes, his conflict over 553 

Jesus demands this heart of mine 801 

Jesus, engrave it on my heart- 604 

Jesus ! full of all compassion 704 

Jesus ! I love thy charming name 815 

Jesus, I my cross have taken 780 

Jesus invites his saints 1076 

Jesus is gone above the skies 1054 

Jesus, Jesus ! visit me 731 

Jesus, keep me near the cross 702 

Jesus, Lamb of God, forme 710 

Jesus,, let thy pitying eye 700 

Jesus lives ! no longer now 1199 

Jesus ! lover of my soul 729 

Jesus, Master ! hear me now 1088 

Jesus, merciful and mild 730 

Jesus, my All, to heaven is gone 532 

Jesus, my strength, my hope 818 

Jesus only, when the morning 824 

Jesus ! our best beloved Friend 931 

Jesus, our Lord ! ascend thy throne 185 

Jesus, our Lord, how rich thy grace 946 

Jesus, save my dying soul 725 

Jesus shall reign where'er the sun 121 

Jesus spreads his banner o'er us 1096 

Jesus, these eyes have never seen 810 



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INDEX OF FIRST LINES. 



HYMN. 

Jesus, the sinner's Friend, to thee 686 

Jesus, the very thought of thee 816 

Jesus ! thou art the sinner's Friend 1070 

Jesus, thou everlasting King 1061 

Jesus, thou joy of loving hearts 1052 

Jesus, thou source of calm repose 863 

Jesus, thy blood and Righteousness 1049 

Jesus, thy boundless love to me 861 

Jesus ! thy church, with longing eyes 1115 

Jesus ! thy love shall we forget 490 

Jesus, thy name I love 842 

Jesus, we look to thee 1020 

Jesus, we thus obey 1081 

Jesus, where'er thy people meet 297 

Jesus, while our hearts are bleeding 1203 

Jesus, who knows full well 317 

Jesus, whom angel hosts adore 504 

Jesus, who on Calvary's mountain 1101 

Jesus, who on his glorious throne 813 

Joyful be the hours to day 519 

Joy to the world, — the Lord is come 163 

Judge me, O Lord, and try my heart 50 

Judges ! who rule the world by laws , 98 

Just as I am, without one plea'. 678 

Keep silence, all created things 415 

Kindred in Christ ! for his dear sake 1008 

Kingdoms and thrones to God belong 113 

Laborers of Christ, arise 937 

Laden with guilt, and full of fears 388 

Lead, kindly Light ! amid th' encircling . . 977 

Lead us, heavenly Father, lead us 369 

Let everlasting glories crown 378 

Let every mortal ear attend 653 

Let me be with thee where thou art 800 

Let me but hear my Saviour say 742 

Let our songs of praise ascending 1107 

Let party names no more 1021 

Let saints below in concert sing 1014 

Let us with a joyful mind 324 

Let worldly minds the world pursue 806 

Let Zion and her sons rejoice 169 

Let Zion's watchmen all awake 997 

Light of life, seraphic fire 287 

Light of the lonely pilgrim's heart 1220 

Light of the soul ! O Saviour blest 796 

Light of those, whose dreary dwelling 1148 

Like Noah's weary dove 1078 

Like sheep we went astray 618 

Like the eagle, upward, onward 943 

Long have I sat beneath the sound 385 

Look from thy sphere of endless day 1124 

Look, ye saints, the sight is glorious 556 

Lo ! he comes with clouds descending 1215 

Lo ! he cometh, countless trumpets 1214 

Lo ! on a narrow neck of land 606 

Lo ! 'round the throne, a glorious band. . . 1232 
Lo ! the mighty God appearing 1217 



HYMN. 

Lo ! what a glorious corner-stone 257 

Lo ! what a glorious sight appears 1218 

Lord, as to thy dear cross we flee 491 

Lord, at this closing hour 358 

Lord ! at thv feet we sinners lie 692 

Lord, before thy throne we bend 707 

Lord, bid thy light arise 320 

Lord, dismiss us with thy blessing 366 

Lord God of Hosts, by all adored 332 

Lord God, the Holy Ghost ! 594 

Lord, how mysterious are thy ways 400 

Lord, how secure and blest are they 898 

Lord, how secure my conscience was 614 

Lord, I am thine, entirely thine 1063 

Lord ! I am vile, conceived in sin 89 

Lord, I believe • thy power I own 878 

Lord ! I cannot let thee go 322 

Lord, if thou thy grace impart 856 

Lord ! I have made thy word my choice. . 201 

Lord, I hear of showers of blessing 696 

Lord ! I look for all to thee 706 

Lord ! in the morning thou shalt hear 6 

Lord, it belongs not to my_ care 753 

Lord Jesus, are we one with thee 906 

Lord, let my praver like incense rise 234 

Lord, my weak thought in vain would 401 

Lord of all being ; throned afar 399 

Lord of earth ! th.y forming hand 451 

Lord of glory ! thou hast bought us 939 

Lord of Hosts, how lovely fair 141 

Lord of Hosts, tlry tents how lovely 293 

Lord of the harvest ! hear 1006 

Lord of the worlds above 142 

Lord, thee, my God, I'll early seek 105 

Lord, thou art my rock of strength 735 

Lord ! thou hast been our dwelling-place. 153 

Lord ! thou hast searched and seen me 232 

Lord ! thou hast seen my soul sincere 24 

Lord, thou on earth didst love thine own. . 1012 

Lord, thou wilt bring the joyful day ! 1234 

Lord ! thou wilt hear me when I pray 5 

Lord, thy glory fills the heaven '. 437 

Lord, 'tis a pleasant thing to stand 156 

Lord, we come before thee now 283 

Lord ! w r e have heard thy works of old ... 73 

Lord ! when I all things would possess. . . 883 

Lord ! when iniquities abound 14 

Lord, w T hen my raptured thought surveys. 417 

Lord, w T hen thou didst ascend on high 114 

Lord ! where shall guilty souls retire 421 

Lord ! while for all mankind we pray 1281 

Lord ! with glowing heart I'd praise thee. 438 

Loud hallelujahs to the Lord 242 

Love divine, all love excelling 827 

Majestic sweetness sits enthroned 484 

Make haste, O man, to live 932 

Make us, by thy transforming grace 494 

Many a day the church grows weary 219 



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285 



HYMN. 

Marked as the purpose of the skies 1120 

May not the sovereign Lord on high 402 

May the grace of Christ, our Saviour 363 

Mercy and judgment are my song 168 

Mighty God ! while angels bless thee 551 

Mine end and measure of my days 66 

Mine eyes and my desire 47 

More love to thee, O Christ 847 

Mortals, awake, with angels join 627 

Mourn for the thousands slain 934 

Much in sorrow, oft in woe 776 

Must Jesus bear the cross alone . . . . 746 

My country ! 'tis of thee 1291 

My days are gliding swiftly by 1244 

My dear Redeemer, and my Lord 493 

My faith looks up to thee 844 

My Father, God ! how sweet the sound . . 909 

My God, and is thy table spread 1058 

My God, how endless is thy love 866 

My God ' how many are my fears ! 4 

My God ! in whom are all the springs 97 

My God ! my everlasting hope ! 117 

My God, my Father ! — blissful name 434 

My God, my Father, while I stray 951 

My God, my King, thy various praise 238 

My God, my Life, my Love 821 

My God ! permit me not to be 496 

My God ! permit my tongue 269 

My God v the covenant of thy love 910 

My God ! the spring of all my joys 811 

My God ! the steps of pious men 64 

My gracious Lord, I own thy right 1050 

My gracious Redeemer I love 833 

My heart brings forth a goodly thing 75 

My hope is built on nothing less 865 

My Jesus, as thou wilt 949 

My life flows on in endless song 803 

My opening eyes with rapture see 253 

My Saviour ! my almighty Friend 118 

My Saviour, whom absent I love 830 

My She* herd will supply my need 33 

My soui, be on thy guard 76T 

My soul complete in Jesus stands 741 

My soul, how lovely is the place 137 

My soul lies cleaving to the dust 199 

My soul, praise the Lord, speak good of. . 243 

My soul, repeat his praise 173 

My soul with patience doth 103 

My spirit on thy care 57 

My times are in thy hand 964 

My times of sorrow and of joy 959 

My trust is in my heavenly friend 8 

My trust is in the Lord 13 

Nearer, my God, to thee 846 

No more, my God ! I boast no more 687 

No more, ye wise ! your wisdom boast. . . 896 

None but Christ ; his merit hides me 825 

No, not despairingly 699 



HYMN. 

No seas again shall sever 1269 

Not all the blood of beasts 624 

Not all the nobles of the earth 894 

Not all the outward forms on earth 608 

Nothing, either great or small 637 

Not to condemn the sons of men 495 

Not to ourselves, who are but dust 191 

Not to the terrors of the Lord 1017 

Not what these hands have done 616 

Not with our mortal eyes 817 

Not worthy, Lord ! to gather up the 1072 

Now begin the heavenly theme 773 

Now be my heart inspired to sing 76 

Now be the gospel banner 1141 

Now, from labor and from care 292 

Now God be with us, for the night is 374 

Now I have found a Friend 843 

Now, in the hour of deep distress 32 

Now is the accepted time 660 

Now let my soul, eternal King 381 

Now let our cheerful eyes survey 544 

Now let our souls, on wings sublime 1231 

Now, O God, thine own I am 1090 

Now shall my solemn vows be paid in 

Now thank we all our God 446 

Now to the Lord a noble song 330 

Now to the Lord, who makes us know. . . . 526 

Now to the power of God supreme 524 

Now, to thy sacred house 276 

O all ye nations ! praise the Lord 194 

O, bless the Lord, my soul ! 172 

O blessed souls are they , . 58 

O, bow thine ear, Eternal One 991 

O Bread to pilgrims given 08 

O cease, my wandering soul 1078 

O Christ ! our King, Creator, Lord 530 

O Christ, the Lord of heaven ! to thee 531 

O Christ ! with each returning morn 798 

O, come, let us, in songs to God 160 

O, could I find, from day to day 713 

O, could I speak the matchless worth 850 

O, could our thoughts and wishes fly 1240 

O da}' of rest and gladness 271 

O'er the gloomy hills of darkness 1131 

O eyes that are weary, and hearts that 841 

O, for a closer walk with God 714 

O, for a faith that will not shrink 1242 

O, for a heart to praise my God 720 

O, for an overcoming faith 80 

O, for a shout of joy 456 

O , for a shout of sacred joy 80 

O, for a sweet, inspiring ray 1230 

O, for a thousand tongues to sing 721 

O, for that tenderness of heart 695 

O, for the death of those 1184 

O, for the happy hour 1154 

O, for the robes of whiteness 1267 

O, gift of gifts ! oh, grace of faith 885 



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INDEX OF FIRST LINES. 



HYMN. 

O God, beneath thy guiding hand 1292 

O God, most holy is thy way 129 

O God, my refuge ! hear my cries 94 

O God of Bethel, by whose hand 1030 

(3 God of mercy ! hear my call 87 

O God, our help in ages past 152 

O God, the Rock of Ages 392 

O God, thou hast cast off thy saints 100 

O God, thy judgments give the King 123 

O God ! we praise thee, and confess 420 

O, great is Jehovah, and great be his praise. 460 

O happy day, that fixed my choice 1062 

O Holy Ghost, the Comforter 579 

O Holy Saviour ! Friend unseen 974 

O, how divine, how sweet the joy 630 

O, how I love thy holy law 200 

O, I am my Beloved's 1273 

O, if my soul were formed for woe 507 

O Israel ! to thy tents repair 11 16 

O, it is joy for those to meet 1018 

O Jesus, bruised and wounded more 1046 

O Jesus, sweet the- tears I shed 509 

O Jesus, thou art standing 676 

O Jesus, we adore thee 512 

O Lamb of God, still keep me 513 

O, let your mingling voices rise 851 

O Lord, another day is flown 311 

O Lord ! encouraged by thy grace 1027 

O Lord, how full of sweet content 868 

O Lord ! how happy should we be 785 

O Lord ! I would delight in thee 808 

O Lord, our God ! arise 1157 

O Lord, our Lord ! how wondrous great.. 10 

O Lord, thy judgments give the King 119 

O Lord, thy pitying eye surveys 989 

O Lord, thy work revive 1155 

O Love Divine ! that stooped to share 799 

O Mother dear, Jerusalem 1241 

Once I thought my mountain strong 705 

Once more, before we part 362 

Once more, my soul, the rising day 259 

One cup of healing oil and wine 926 

One more day's work for Jesus 370 

One prayer I have — all pra3^ers in one 957 

One sole baptismal sign 1004 

One sweetly solemn thought , 1186 

One there is, above all others 823 

One thing I of the Lord desired 52 

On Jordan's rugged banks I stand 1227 

On mountains and in valleys 393 

O, not my own these verdant hills 1053 

On the mountain's top appearing 1129 

Onward, Christian soldiers 783 

Onward, Christian, though the region . . . 941 

O Paradise eternal 1271 

O Paradise, O Paradise 1256 

O, plead my cause, my Saviour, plead. . . . 62 

O, praise ye the Lord ! prepare your 244 

O, render thanks to God above 179 



HYMN'. 

O sacred Head, now wounded 511 

O Saviour of a world undone 921 

O Saviour, who didst come 759 

O see how Jesus trusts himself. 486 

O, sing a new song to the Lord 164 

O sinner, bring not tears alone 655 

O Spirit of the living God 573 

O, still in accents sweet and strong 945 

O Sun of righteousness, arise 1123 

O, sweetly breathe the lyres above 794 

O, tell me, thou Life and Delight ofrnj^... 35 

O, that I could for ever dwell 792 

O, that I knew the secret place 693 

O, that the Lord's salvation 16 

O, that the Lord would guide my ways. . . 203 

O, the sweet wonders of that cross 1048 

O, this soul, how dark and blind 733 

O thou essential Word 447 

O thou, from whom all goodness flows 717 

O thou God who hearest prayer 709 

O thou, in whose presence my soul takes. 923 

O thou my soul, bless God the Lord 171 

O thou that hearest prayer 1003 

O thou, that hearest when sinners cry .... 90 

O thou who driest the mourner's tear 958 

O thou whom we adore 1156 

O thou whose grace and justice reign 212 

O thou whose hand the kingdom sways. . . 116 

O thou whose mercy guides my way 962 

O thou, whose own vast temple stands. . . . 995 

O thou whose pity reaches those 99 

O thou, whose tender mercy hears 690 

O, turn ye, O, turn ye, for why will ye die. 666 

Our blest Redeemer, ere he breathed 577 

Our children, Lord, in faith and prayer. . . 1032 

Our children thou dost claim 1022 

Our country's voice is pleading 1142 

Our Father! through the coming year 1285 

Our Father, who art in heaven 373 

Our God is love, and all his saints 1013 

Our heavenly Father calls 315 

Our Helper, God ! we bless thy name 1294 

Our Holy Father and our God ! 586 

Our land, O Lord ! with songs of praise.. . 31 

Our Lord is risen from the dead 45 

Out of the deeps of long distress 220 

O, what amazing words of grace 657 

O, what, if we are Christ's 758 

O, what stupendous mercy shines 929 

O, where are kings and empires now 992 

O, where shall rest be found 619 

O, whom have I in heavens high 125 

O word of God incarnate 390 

O, worship the King 339 

Pass me not, O gentle Saviour 697 

Peace, troubled soul, whose plaintive moan 979 

People of the living God 1084 

Pilgrims in this vale of sorrow 944 



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287 



HYMN. 

Planted in Christ, the living vine 1015 

Pleasant are thy courts above 140 

Plunged in a gulf of dark despair 625 

Pour out thy Spirit from on high 988 

Praise, everlasting praise, be paid 405 

Praise, Lord, for thee in Zion waits 258 

Praise the Lord, his glories show 247 

Praise the Lord — his power confess 246 

Praise the Lord, oh, praise Jehovah 295 

Praise the Lord . ye heavens, adore him.. 245 

Praise to thee, thou great Creator 294 

Praise waits for thee in Zion, Lord ic8 

Praise waits in Zion, Lord ! for thee 107 

Praise ye Jehovah's name 443 

Praise ye the Lord, exalt his name 226 

Praise ye the Lord, immortal choir 334 

Praise ye the Lord : my heart shall join. . . 240 

Praise ye the Lord : 'tis good to raise 241 

Prayer is the breath of God in man 308 

Prayer is the soul's sincere desire 306 

Prepare us, Lord, to view thy cross 1065 

Prostrate, dear Jesus ! at thy feet 694 

Quiet, Lord, my froward heart 221 

Rejoice in God alvvay 888 

Rejoice, rejoice, believers ! 1265 

Rejoice ! the Lord is King 559 

Rejoice to-day with one accord 445 

Rejoice, ye righteous ! in the Lord 59 

Remember thy Creator now 1035 

Rest for the toiling hand 1188 

Return, O wanderer, now return 656 

Return, O wanderer, to thy home 654 

Rise, glorious Conqueror, rise 560 

Rise, my soul, and stretch thy wings iigy 

Rise, O my soul, pursue the path 751 

Rock of Ages, cleft for me 1089, io 9 2 

Roll on, thou mighty ocean .'. 1140 

Safely through another week 250 

Salvation is for ever nigh 147 

Salvation !— oh, the joyful sound ! 629 

Saviour, again to thy dear name we raise. 351 

Saviour, blessed Saviour 782 

Saviour, breathe an evening blessing 364 

Saviour ! I follow on 848 

Saviour, I look to thee 845 

Saviour, in thy mysterious presence 1074 

Saviour King, in hallowed union 1041 

Saviour, like a shepherd lead us 1040 

Saviour of our ruined race 1094 

Saviour ! teach me, day by day 855 

Saviour, visit thy plantation ! 1132 

Saviour, when in dust, to thee 732 

Saviour ! who thy flock art feeding 1042 

Say, sinner ! hath a voice, within 647 

Scorn not the slightest word or deed 884 

Searcher of hearts ! from mine erase 716 



See a poor sinner, dearest Lord 689 

See, gracious God, before thy throne 1283 

See ! how great a flame aspires 1164 

See Israel's gentle Shepherd stand 1039 

See, oh, see what love the Father 440 

See, the Conqueror mounts in triumph 550 

See the eternal Judge descending ! 1213 

See, what a living stone 337 

Servant of God, well done ! 1190 

Servants of God ! in joyful lays 189 

Shall man, O God of life and light ! 150 

Shall the vile race of flesh and blood 605 

Shepherd ! with thy tenderest love 852 

Shine, mighty God, on Zion shine 112 

Shout the glad tidings, exultingly sing 479 

Show pity, Lord ! O Lord ! forgive 88 

Since Jesus freeby did appear 1282 

Since Jesus is my friend 820 

Sing, all ye nations ! to the Lord no 

Sing, all ye ransomed of the Lord 748 

Sing to the Lord, our Might 134 

Sing to the Lord, ye distant lands 161 

Sing we the song of those who stand 333 

Sinners, turn, why will ye die 669 

So fades the lovely, blooming flower 1176 

Softly fades the twilight ray 286 

Softly now the light of day' 352 

Soldiers of Christ, arise 762 

Soldiers of the cross ! arise 1138 

So let our lips and lives express 873 

Sometimes a light surprises 768 

Songs of praise the angels sang 462 

Son of God, to thee I cry 1093 

Soon may the last glad song arise 1113 

Soon will the heavenly Bridegroom come. 1222 

Sovereign of worlds ! display thy power. . 1119 

Sovereign Ruler, Lord of all 724 

Sow in the morn thy seed 933 

Speak to me, Lord, thyself reveal 913 

Spirit Divine ! attend bur prayer. ... 5S7 

Spirit of peace, celestial Dove ; . 224 

Spirit of truth, oh, let me know 584 

Stand up and bless the Lord 338 

Stand up. my soul, shake off thy fears .... 736 

Stand up !— stand up for Jesus 770 

Stay, thou insulted Spirit, stay 571 

Strait is the way, the door is strait 610 

Sun of my soul ! thou Saviour dear 795 

Surely Christ thy grief has borne 673 

Sure the blest Comforter is nigh 570 

Sweeter sounds than music knows 859 

Sweet hour of prayer ! sweet hour of 296 

Sweet is the light of Sabbath eve 349 

Sweet is the memory of thy grace ^. . . 418 

Sweet is the w r ork, my God, my King 157 

Sweet is the work, O Lord 266 

Sweetly the holy hymn 316 

Sweet peace of conscience, heavenly guest 895 

Sweet Saviour, bless us ere we go 372 



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INDEX OF FIRST FINES. 



HYMN. 

Sweet the moments, rich in blessing 1099 

Sweet the time, exceeding sweet 288 

Sweet was the time when first I felt 711 

Swell the anthem, raise the song 1280 



Take me, O my Father, take me 

Take my heart, O Father ! take it 

Tarry with me. O my Saviour ! 

Teach me the measure of my days 

Tell me the old, old story 

Tender Shepherd, thou hast stilled 

Thank and praise Jehovah's name 

That awful day will surely come 

That man hath perfect blessedness 

The atoning work is done 

The Christian, like his Lord of old 

The church has waited long 

The Church's one foundation 

The Comforter has come 

The day is past and gone 

The day of praise is done 

The day of wrath ! that dreadful day 

The day, O Lord, is spent 

The earth for ever is the Lord's 

Thee we adore, eternal Name ! 

Thee will I love, my Strength, my Tower 
Thee will I love, O Lord ! my strength. . . 

The God of Abraham praise 

The golden gates are lifted up 

The harvest dawn is near 

The head that once was crowned with 

The heavens declare his glory 

The heavens declare thy glory, Lord !. . . . 

The hour of my departure's come 

The King of saints, — how fair his face. . . . 

The Lord descended from above 

The Lord himself, the mighty Lord. 

The Lord, how fearful is his name 

The Lord, how wondrous are his ways. . . 

The Lord is great, and greatly ' 

The Lord is my Shepherd, he makes me. . 
The Lord is my Shepherd ; no want shall. 

" The Lord is risen indeed " 

The Lord Jehovah reigns 

The Lord Jehovah reigns alone 

The Lord my pasture shall prepare 

The Lord my Shepherd is 

The Lord of glory is my light 

The Lord, our God, is full of might 

The Lord our God is Lord of all 

The Lord shall come ! the earth shall quake 
The Lord's my Shepherd, I'll not want. . . 

The Lord, the Judge before his throne 

The Lord unto thy prayer attend 

The mercies of my God and King 

The mistakes of my life are many. 

The morning light is breaking 

The peace which God alone reveals 

The people of the Lord 



703 
1095 
1202 

67 
642 
1200 
181 
1225 
2 

634 
233 
1 193 

IOOI 

59° 
356 
357 
T208 
361 
43 
:8'6 



12: 



34i 
542 
766 
537 
39i 

25 
"75 

77 
422 

42 
414 
176 

81 

34 

36 
545 
454 
165 
282 

39 

51 
4*3 
412 
1209 

41 ! 
85 I 
3° I 
151 I 
672 

"39 
348 
767 



HYMN . 

The perfect world, by Adam trod 980 

The pity of the Lord 174 

The promise of my Father's love 1033 

There is a blessed home 1254 

There is a book that all may read 426 

There is a fountain filled with blood 622 

There is a holy city 1270 

There is a house not made with hands 1229 

There is a land immortal 1266 

There is a land of pure delight 1248 

There is an eye that never sleeps 313 

There is an hour of hallowed peace 1239 

There is an hour of peaceful rest 1236 

There is an hour when I must part 1224 

There is a safe and secret place., 907 

There is no night in heaven \ 1255 

The roseate hues of early dawn 1249 

The sands of time are sinking •. 1272 

The Saviour bids thee watch and pray. . . . 307 

The Saviour calls ;— let every ear 652 

The Saviour kindly calls 1023 

The Saviour ! oh, what endless charms... 485 

The Son of God goes forth to war 947 

The spacious earth is all the Lord's 46 

The spacious firmament on high 406 

The Spirit breathes upon the word 389 

The Spirit, in our hearts 659 

The starry firmament on high 380 

The sun himself shall fade 757 

The swift declining day ^ 359 

The trumpet sounds ! the day has come.. . 1212 

The voice of free grace cries, "Escape to . . 635 

They who seek the throne of grace . 323 

They who toil upon the deep 182 

Thine earthly Sabbaths, Lord, we love . . . 252 

Thine for ever ! God of love 1087 

Thine holy day's returning 273 

Think gently of the erring one 8S0 

This child we dedicate to thee 1026 

This is not my place of resting 1259 

This is the day the Lord hath made 196 

Thou art gone to the grave ! but we will. 1170 

Thou art gone up on high 546 

Thou art my hiding-place, O Lord 905 

Thou art my portion, O my God 198 

Thou art the Way : to thee alone 492 

Thou from whom we nevcv part 354 

Though faint, yet pursuing, \v ^ go on 37 

Though I speak with angel tongues 892 

Though now the nations sit beneath 1125 

Though sorrows rise and dangers roll 955 

Though troubles assail 791 

Thou God of hope, to thee we bow ,025 

Thou God of love, thou ever blest 206 

Thou God of sovereign grace 1025 

Thou lovely source of true delight 384 

Thou only Sovereign of my heart. . . 684 

Thou, Saviour, from thy throne on high . . 303 

Thou shalt arise, and mercy have 170 



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HYMN. 

Thou very present Aid 914 

Thou who art enthroned above 325 

Thou who roll'st the ye&r around 1278 

Thou ! whose almighty word 575 

Through all the changing scenes of life ... 61 

Through every age, eternal God ! 154 

Through sorrow's night, and danger's path 1181 

Thus far the Lord has led me on 343 

Thy Father's house ! thine own bright . . . 1235 

Thy glory, Lord, the heavens declare 278 

Thy home is with the humble, Lord 876 

Thy listening ear, O Lord, incline 148 

Thy mercy, Lord, is in the heavens 63 

Thy name, Almighty Lord 1158 

Thy way, not mine, O Lord 950 

Thy way, O Lord, is in the sea 430 

" Thy will be aone ! " In devious way . . . 976 

Time is winging us away 1198 

Time, thou speedest on but slowly 1257 

'Tis a point I long to know 728 

'Tis by the faith of joys to come 870 

'Tis by thy strength the mountains stand . 109 

M 'Tis finished ! " — so the Saviour cried. . . 501 

'Tis God the Spirit leads 589 

'Tis midnight ; and on Olive's brow 500 

'Tis my happiness below 973 

'Tis not that I did choose thee 394 

To-day the Saviour calls 663 

Together with these symbols, Lord 1066 

To God the only wise 360 

To heaven I lift my waiting eyes 207 

To him that chose us first 455 

To Jesus, our exalted Lord 1056 

To our Redeemer's glorious name 805 

To spend one sacred day 143 

Tossed upon life's raging billow 828 

To thee I lift my soul 49 

To thee, most high and holy God 127 

To thee my God and Saviour 837 

To thee, O God, we raise 448 

To thy pastures fair and large 284 

To thy temple we repair 285 

To us a Child of hope is born 476 

Trembling before thine awful throne 688 

Triumphant Lord, thy goodness reigns . . . 404 

Triumphant Zion, lift thy head 1166 

'Twas by an order from the Lord 379 

'Twas on that dark, that doleful night 1045 

Unshaken as the sacred hill 747 

Unvail thy bosom, faithful tomb 1205 

Upon the "Gospel's sacred page 383 

Upward I lift mine eyes 457 

Vain, delusive world, adieu 701 

Vain were all our toil and labor 217 

Vast are thy works, almighty Lord 177 

Wait, my soul, upon the Lord 777 



HYMN. 

Wait, O my soul ! thy Maker's will ...... 398 

Wake, O my soul, and hail the morn 469 

Wake thee, O Zion, thy mourning is ended xi6r 
Walk in the light ! so shalt thou Know. . . . 886 

Watchman ! tell us of the night 1137 

We are living, we are dwelling 778 

We are on our journey home 1252 

We are watching, we are waiting 1146 

Weary, Lord, of struggling here 708 

We bid thee welcome in the name 085 

We bless thee for thy peace, O God 912 

We come, O Lord, before thy throne 1284 

Weeping will not save me 662 

We give immortal praise 452 

We give thee but thine own 936 

Welcome, delightful morn 274 

Welcome, sweet day of rest 270 

We stand in deep repentance 677 

We would see Jesus — for the shadows. . . . 1073 

What are those soul-reviving strains 533 

What cheering words are these 919 

What equal honors shall we bring 529 

What finite power, with ceaseless toil .... 403 
What grace, O Lord, and beauty shone.. . 480 

What is life ? 'tis but a vapor 1206 

What shall I render to my God 192 

What shall we render, bounteous Lord. . . 948 

What sinners value I resign 22 

What various hindrances we meet 300 

When adverse winds and waves arise .... 981 

When all thy mercies, O my God 410 

When along life's thorny road 970 

When downward to the darksome tomb . . 1182 
When gathering clouds around I view. . . . 983 

When God arose, the nation 215 

When God is nigh, my faith is strong 21 

When God, of old, came down from 580 

When human hopes all wither mo 

When 1 can read my title clear 901 

When Israel, freed from Pharaoh's hand.. 190 

When I survey the wondrous cross 502 

When I view my Saviour bleeding 1106 

When Jesus dwelt in mortal clay 927 

When Jordan hushed his waters still 468 

When languor and disease invade 956 

When, like a stranger on our sphere 499 

When, marshaled on the nightly plain 467 

When musing sorrow weeps the past 960 

When my last hour is close at hand 1211 

When on Sinai's top I see 1082 

When our heads are bowed with woe 969 

When, overwhelmed with grief 102 

When rising from the bed of death 1226 

When sins and fears, prevailing rise 740 

When, streaming from the eastern skies. . 280 
When thou, my righteous Judge, shalt. . . . ^207 
When waves o'f trouble round me swell. . . 961 

When we, our wearied limbs to rest 228 

Where high the heavenly temple stands. . 299 



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Where shall the man be found i . . 48 

Where the woodman's axe is ringing 1134 

Where two or three, with sweet accord. . . 305 

Wherever two or three may meet 310 

Wherewith, O God, shall I draw near.... 683 

While in sweet communion feeding 1097 

While life prolongs its precious light 646 

While my Redeemer's near 38 

While shepherds watched their flocks by. 475 

While thee I seek, protecting Power 408 

While thro' this changing world we roam. 1245 

While, with ceaseless course, the sun 1277 

Who are these in bright array 1250 

Who is this that comes from Edom 555 

Who shall ascend thy heavenly place 20 

Who shall the Lord's elect condemn 899 

Why did the nations join to slay 3 

Why doth the Lord stand off so far 12 

Why doth the rich man grow 84 

Why do we mourn departing friends 1177 

Why, on the bending willows hung 1167 

Why should our tears in sorrow flow 1178 

Why should the children of a King 582 

Why should the mighty make their boast. 91 

Why should we start and fear to die 11 71 

Why will ye waste on trifling cares 645 

Will God for ever cast us off 126 

With all my powers of heart and tongue. . 231 



HYMN. 

With broken heart and contrite sigh 681 

With deepest reverence at thy throne .... 396 

With heavenly power, O Lord, defend. . . . 990 

Within thy tabernacle, Lord 19 

With joy we hail the sacred day 210 

With my substance I will honor 940 

With my whole heart I'll raise my song . . 11 

With songs and honors sounding loud 423 

With tearful eyes I look around 679 

With tears of anguish I lament 717 

With thankful hearts our songs we raise. . 1028 

Work while it is to-day 935 



Ye angels ! who stand round the throne. . 829 

Ye Christian heralds ! go, proclaim 1121 

Ye gates, lift up 3^our heads on high 44 

Ye isles and shores of every sea ! 162 

Ye nations round the earth, rejoice 326 

Ye servants of God 340 

Ye servants of the Lord 763 

Ye tribes of Adam, join 453 

Ye who in these courts are found 1091 

Your harps, ye trembling saints. 755 

Zion ! awake, thy strength renew 11 18 

Zion, dreary and in anguish 1145 

Zion stands with hills surrounded 113c 



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